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and used up the last of my sleepydust, spraying them as if I'd been putting Grow
on plants, tomato beds perhaps, stepping carefully between them as you would
between your eggplants or your cantaloupe vines, then taking the broomstick low
I propped the broomstick against the drift of friable rock and harder pebbles at the
back, put down my hobo's bundle, unrolled the mattress, and laid my things out.
The extra underwear I'd put in the metal box I once used to store my music tapes
If you'll stand away from the entrance, I'll push out the broomstick. No, I'll break it,
that's better. Ruin it. Push out the pieces. That way nobody has it you see?"
There's probably someone else on the roof, but I can't see the shadow. If I were
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