Called a friend while I was sitting in the park waiting for the bus. No answer. Some gray-haired man sat next to me on the bench and began sneezing his head off, his whole body paroxysmally erupting. I closed my eyes and tried to bury my face in my shirt without him noticing. I wanted badly to get up and make some distance between us. He should have stayed home, I thought. But I guess one doesn’t always choose.
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