“Farragut West” / Memorable Fancies #509

     A pudgy bearded man with dirty arms and pants sits down beside me late one night, waiting for a train.

     “History is bunk!” he says, straight ahead. He sits and fidgets – “I’ll miss my goddamn bus!” – teeters up and walks away with small and tottered steps.

     I sit alone late at night, waiting for a train. “Some history might be true,” I whisper, straight ahead.

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