Christopher John

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Outside the gate, sitting on a plastic chair, there is a man. He is thin like a grasshopper, and his freshly cut hair is standing straight up on his head. He is looking at me coming closer and closer, and he is saying, “Please, ma, not today, there is an audition going on—” “Very strange you are!” I am telling him right away. “I am coming for the audition only!” To this the man is not knowing what to say. He is looking like his boss is going to fire him, but he is not knowing how to stop me. I am looking that good. I am feeling that confident. So what if some man is trying to put a barrier in ...more
A Burning
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