This tall dark black man, a trucker called my attention early this morning, and I definitely ignored. So he started talking to me as I walked by. I guess he cold not help himself. It sounded like a soliloquy,something someone would say to themselves about me on my behalf except I wasn’t there for him to talk to. And as I walked the length of his very long white truck, he kept talking. What he said and my response to it, which is science related and may shock you is in Truth Somewhere I live.
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