Walking down the street toward Strawberry St. Market, I crossed paths with two young men going in the opposite direction. They didn’t notice me, as they were deeply involved in their own conversation. One was distraught, and his friend was consoling him.
“Man, I couldn’t believe it,” said the one, “I made out with a fat chick, and I didn’t even fuck her!”
“I know man. It’s okay. You’ll get her next time,” said the other.
Bewildered, I got my coffee, all the while wondering—“Is that normal? Is that how people are and I just don’t know it?”
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