“Hey, kid,” said a voice from behind me.  Startled, I turned to find a strange boy leaning against the apartment building a few doors down from where I was headed.  Confused, I stared at him blankly.  His face was hidden behind eight or nine inches of unwashed hair, and for a moment I was unsure…Read more Like a Fish to Water

I decided to stare instead at the Dali poster on the wall above the TV which, at the time, seemed both more interesting, and easier to follow.