18 January 2008. Gold sun for just these few moments, pouring down Solano. Round about eight. Image of Javed, on his bicycle--what at first look like headphones over his ears, gray orbs with a horizontal band of white--but no, simply muffs against the cold. Think of Lahore, in winter--or Peshawar--topcoat and shalmar-kameez. Hard to reconcile with the counter at 7-eleven, where rolling franks on their continuous electric grill, or cigarettes in the overhead rack, or lotto boards, or cellophane pies... A whistful glance towards the street, touch of consternation on his face, tired...
Life and life only...
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