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“Next,” Addy said as Penny, for folding shirts, left him to the last two customers in line.

Stare at our star too long and you’ll go blind. That’s what it prefers.

“Yes,” the boy said, lacking in the broadest sense any notion of what he had come looking for.

“Did you find what you were looking for?” the clerk asked with no caring for the answer either.

Everywhere there are signs of people in a bathroom stall alone with a felt pen, my last stickers, and a clogged toilet.

“Hello, how are you,” a fresh-faced athletic boy greeted with no intention of entertaining an answer.

“Next,” Addy said with a hand raised and an index finger but no words.

Wisdom comes by doing, I’ve heard.

Biology sets two paces: steady growth or slow death.