Day Seven

I'm leaving the Seattle homeless for the last time, headed to the Greyhound station and on to Las Vegas.

I'm walking out and hear "Hey Lance". I look over my shoulder, "Hey Lance, thank you".

I tell seven foot tall black dude to take care. He says "you too".


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