December 2009
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I make up for it
February 17, 2007
Bus stop at 15th & Campus Parkway
University District, Seattle, Washington
Thin, scrappy-looking black man, rumpled clothes. He rants about all the things that are wrong in the world: the city, the police, the buses, the ex-wife.
“I make up for it, though…I go to the beach and watch the sun set on the ocean.”
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Is it now?
December 16, 2009
15 bus to downtown
Ballard, Washington
He has two backpacks on the seat next to him, a sleepy expression, an unkempt mustache, and an honest-to-God rat tail. As I settle into my seat, he pulls a full sized bottle of some clear liquor, bare of paper bag, from inside his coat. Ducking his head slightly, he surreptitiously takes a swig.
A pasty, bulbous white man with thin gray...
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It's (not) unusual
October 2, 2009
The office
Seattle, Washington
“And what is your name, dear?” the pleasant, elderly British woman I was helping over the phone asked, as many do.
“Sarah,” I supplied.
“Oh, really?” she said, sounded vaguely surprised. “How do you spell that?”
“S-A-R-A-H,” I said, without thinking. It occurred to me mid-spell what an...