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A Gayling Shrieked At Me Last Night.

I was near a Starbucks on the way home from my Wall Street job last night. When I was opening the door to my car service, I noticed there's a scrawny hairless kid with imploded cheeks staring me down. It startled me, not because he was giggling with a Spirit cigarette in his mouth but because I didn't realize some people were stuck in the 90s. He asked me something about being "generous" and I said 'No thanks' and got into the limo. I saw his reflection in the courtesy mirror as we pulled away and shreiked my name, because he must have recognized who I actually was. It was kind of quaint in a small town kind of way.

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