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Laundromat MAG

July 16, 2012
By Yolo14 BRONZE, San Jose, California
Yolo14 BRONZE, San Jose, California
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A block from your house there's a cramped parking lot
with a Subway's, a Chinese-food-to-go, a
Laundromat whose light spills out on the sidewalk
at night, and a dollar store with a sign that
lies,”'everything here under 99 cents.”
On the curb right outside of the Laundromat,
an old woman, you don't know how old's, slumped there
on the corner like a crumpled bag of chips.
Her hair is gray, spills out over her coat in
odd directions. She is a pile of clothes.
Stay back. Don't get too close. Ask her, would she like
a sandwich? A cup of coffee? Watch her look
up, shake her head “no thanks.” The quarters in your
pocket are cold black stones in your stomach, ice.



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