at least I think it was, a bit rumpled
it was really fucking cold
of course it was, South Bend Indiana
at the end of February, dry
fine powdered snow and single digits
I was hip to the Southwest thing, so
I said “fucking cold, bet that’s a bit
of a shock” and he said “well, I’m
from Chicago (he probably said
Illinois, but I heard Chicago), so . . . .”
and turned away
the interminable death of the Lit mixer
years before uncool was the new cool
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