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“Can I ask you what that is you’re making?,” said the nice young counter fellow at the taqueria; as Bronwyn launched into her standard knitting-in-public refrain, she realized that 1) the heel side, i.e. the visibly-recognizable-as-sock side, was facing her, and 2)the side that faced out, toward the taqueria counter, looked nothing like a sock, but rather something much, much ruder.

    TAGS:  socks, danger, rude

Henry inched his way further out onto the limb, pissing off gravity even more than usual.

    TAGS:  gravity, danger, physics

But with not a whole lot to lose and a seething hatred of my current vocation combined with a dash of a pathological love for due diligence, I thought sure, I could be a school bus driver.

    TAGS:  dreams, danger, jobs


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