"I lost years of my life on this," said the man. I smiled.
"So sue me," I said. At most he would get some money, a tiny part of what I had gotten from him. And the proceedings themselves would take years, certainly...
I blinked, suddenly aware of having been daydreaming. Nothing around me seemed familiar, and neither, oh god, did my now wrinkled hand.
.finis.
Brevity is the width of soul.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
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