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She said she wanted to take a kick boxing class

Wow! Yes! Great Idea!

I called the Women’s Crisis Line and asked for self defense classes

The appointment was for 4:30

She clutched her pink pepper spray canister in Starbucks,

glaring at the two men that made the hideous mistake of

sitting on the couches adjacent to her chair.

My God! She is gone. My usual frantic search of the

parking lot.

She slammed the door of my car! Some people like to sit alone!

The bald instructor demonstrated a taser knife

Good God! What strange shit will go down next.

I stare at the TV commercial of the dog owner

lovingly velcroing the frightened dog into it’s vest

Is there one in my size?

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Author: biochicklet

Scientist raised by intellectuals on poetry, theater, art, history and music in New York City. Escaped to New Mexico to nature and mysticism. Knowing that the absurdities in this life are what we must laugh at.

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