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windy street corner -
angry old woman cursing
the passing of youth
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I actually wrote this a number of years ago, but the inclement weather we've beeen experiencing brought it to mind. A couple of days ago the wind was so bad that the rain blew in underneath your umbrella no matter which way you held it. At an intersection I saw an old woman struggling with her own shelter - one of those ones that fold up to a size that will fit in a handbag, trying to not let it blow inside out. This was when a car drove passed and spashed a little water toward her. I don't think the splash reached her, but I could faintly hear the stream of obscentities she hurled after the offending Mitsubishi.
It made me grateful I didn't have to cross to her side of the road.
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