single man sitting neatly inside eating what looks like a b.l.t,
watching me pull doors that say push, walk in and right back out of a bookstore and wander aimlessly; disconcerted:
"confused?!" he smiles.
me, opening the door to the outside world, right before i closed it behind me, doing my best margot tenenbaum announced, face deadpan & distracted:
"i am experiencing tragedy."