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Felt her reading my Times from over my shoulder
and still I continued to stare at the front page
photo of Alexander Haig, all the way down into
the tooled alloy pinpoint of his eye.  She
persisted and so I began drawing a swastika on his
forehead, over and over, ripping the page all
the way to Arts and Leisure.  She tightened up.
I got off on 23rd and Americas.  Felt her watch
me across the platform and into the lights.