Sunday, February 17, 2013

More tenderness than embarrassment

Sometimes you glimpse a small occurrence -- say, a man in dusty shorts carrying a statue of what looks like a shepherd boy (with more tenderness than embarrassment) through four lanes of moving traffic -- and something stops you from continuing to watch it -- that is, until the man opens the back of his ute to settle the statue in a nest of blankets -- since the banality of the probable ending is more than you can stand.

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