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Chicken Man.- Indigo Girls
I walked around Santa Fe all of late Saturday night after work with a bloke named Daryl. Now, Daryl is an interesting and intense guy. I met him at one of the local coffee shops as i was doing hand supports on the edge of an adobe wall and he suggested i relax my leg instead of pulling it. Just a few things about him- He's sharp witted, aware to the painful point of strain, takes care of his shit, is martially trained, an ex-marine vet, half Cherokee, and prefers to live without home as he helps people get to what/where they wish to be. Not that i often walk around the abandoned streets of cities with total strangers when it's late and but it was an exercise in trust more than anything else- more than getting to know Daryl or necessarily enjoying myself. I have more of a need to surprise myself now a days.
last modified Jul 29, 2002 at 14:00
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