You’re downtown running errands and you see your friend walking towards you. You start walking over, greeting him as you go. You get a few feet away from him and realize you’re talking to a complete stranger. You can brush past him and pretend you’re talking to someone else or you can apologize and explain that you thought he was someone else. Thinking you see someone you know and having it be a stranger is kind of a let down. It’s like seeing The Phantom Menace for the first time and wondering what happened to Star Wars. What happened to my friend? And who the fuck are you? I’m just going to try and pretend you don’t exist. Next time you better be who I think you are.
Critically Rated at 4/17
Written, Rated, and Reviewed by Brendan H. Young
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