208 Hayes


Blood pressure: 171/74

A do-rag on his head.

An unknown beverage in the brown bag.

"Th-THthe-there's nothing worse than a a a woman af, after-ter you," he says.

A baptist church. Christ is King on the wall.

"Your life is in danger?" I ask.

"Ye-yea-yah."

A stutterer.

Pressure: (still) 171/74

with...

a soda in the brown bag.