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10 Feb
All on a Sunday
 
A taxi cab lurches to a stop 
moments before striking a young kid smoking a cigarette 
crossing the crosswalk downtown Chicago. 
The kid recoils away, casting his cigarette to the cab’s wipers 
inadvertently, gasping back in horror to the cabbie 
lurching out the driver’s side window 
as the cigarette careens to the weather guard. 
The cabbie stands cursing as the light turns green,
 I’ll let you fill in the rest.


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