Monday, April 17, 2006

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you're walking down a street in a strange country.
a policeman yells at you in a language you don't understand.
he waves you behind an invisible line. when you walk forward, he signals 'stop' firmly, with an open palm.

you look around.
there are a lot of other policeman herding people into a dense crowd along the sidewalk.
you ask "why?" aloud. stupid. they can't understand you.
so you step up to the front of the massed crowd. is it a goverment-sanctioned drive-by shooting? are they hosing down dirty tourists? will they pick out random human specimens?

oh.
a beige(:S!) rolls royce drives by. silence. the policemen salute. a few thais wave feebly. a glimpse of black hair. it drives past (the car not the black hair, although the black hair was in the car). the crowd disperses, unmoved. long live the beige rolls royce.

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