Gerald Anthony Martinez was born on August 22nd, 1949. Thinking I was Japanese, Gerald barked something in Japanese. When I told him I was Vietnamese, Gerald said that he had almost been dispatched to Vietnam, "but I got drunk and they didn't send me! The Viet Cong would have killed me. I would have died!"
Gerald said he just loves Orange Crush soda, 75 cents, and 7-Eleven's Big Bite hot dog, "You can get everything on it, and it only costs three bucks!"
Noticing his white hair, high forehead, broad face and black hole of a mouth, I said, "You look like my father."
"God bless you," Gerald said as I walked away.
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This guy's my brother's age, 3 years older than me. My brother is a gray haired big gut criminal lawyer defending mostly meth heads and other off the rail end of the line characters in rural/semi-urban Idaho. Kind of a Fox news type, my bro.
The pictured dude with his bottom level corporate food proclivites evokes a deep sense of sadness and ultimately some degree of compassion at the general state of human ignorance in all its panoramic display as you so consistently record. (Camden, man.)
The twang. It's everywhere. Thanks.
Hi el mago,
Check out this guy.
Linh
hey you are a genius at skewering the state of bullshit in this country, but what if you were still in viet nam? would you attack your catholic rulership or are you sorry they lost it...
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