. . . wasnt something you see everydayin fact he hadnt seen it before but he
was in Chicago
hed seen women applying makeup in
their rearview mirror it turned sharply
left so they could see themselves without leaning he assumeddidnt see that they returned it to
its functioning position after they finished their face
he was grateful he wasnt born a
woman not with the expectations societyculture heaps on them
had he been born a woman he would have been a real bitch
truth be known he preferred unvarnished
women women raw occasionally a quick toucheyeliner blush occasionally lipstick
he didnt trot after those who were high
maintenance
his patience didnt soar to those heights
what he saw in traffic waiting at
a red light was a man behind the wheel either trimming his moustachehe hoped
in the rearview orhe
hoped not pulling hairs out of his nose
he looked to be of Arab descent
he was able to watch
because he wasnt drivingsat in the backseat inbetween and did notdid not point it out to anyone in
the car
was
too busy thinking
Thas not something ya
see every day
when traffic beganlurked forward the
gentlemenstill his hands at his facewhat-have-you veered left into the lane he
was riding in then corrected abruptlyright
as
they passed he glanced and saw the gentlemans eyes shining
convincing
evidence
then quickly out the rear
window he saw him wiping his eyes with the heel of his hand
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