I don’t know what “fungible” means

Posted: 2011 in Post 4.7
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Monday, March 27, 4:43 p.m.

The thing is, I think I saw that nurse, too.

I think I saw her on the bus.

I think it was during the last complex swap of press cars that occurs each week at my newspaper office. I think I saw her on the gloomy, twilight bus ride home. I think she stared at me like she knew me.

I also think I’m susceptible to suggestion. And that I need to stop talking to Jack O’Lies.

 

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