Look

This morning, I passed the tail end of a conversation.

"Well," an old man mumbled loudly, "I've got to get to that bus".

"Okay," a squat man in a blue shirt and pants replied. He was dressed in some kind of uniform.

His "okay" was directed toward me, I thought.

So I looked at him.

He was squinting and grinning a bit, and I understood what he was saying to me.

"This old guy is a freak, isn't he?"

I don't know this old guy, I thought.

I don't know anything about him.

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