/lit/ - Literature

>>20884882
Everything I learned in Georgia was from one Harry Peach.

>>20836420
The town, painted red, as my compatriots and I visited each bodega in turn, guzzling every Mad Dog 20/20 and 4Loko on the spot not secured behind the counter. We didn't pay but we did tip each clerk in turn with wisdom worth it's weight in gold: "Best lock yo shit down next time, nigga."

>>20317119
>someone THAT prolific deserves a measure of respect

In 2012 I met a man in a rural southern town I had occassion to live in for a time. The town was dominated by a single intersection where of 'Mainstreet' and 'General Lee Boulevard' met, where under the a pair of alternating stoplights and the golden arches of a McDonald's the man commanded the eyes of the entire town.

That was where I first saw him, and saw him every time after for that matter. A tall black man, square jaw shaved clean but for razor bumps that gave a false shadow of an incoming beard by sunlight. His bare thighs flexed taughter than any gymnast's as he bounced up and down on the street corner in runner's shorts, waving a pair of miniature American flags up and down at a fevered pace all without breaking the perfect ninety degree angle of his elbows. His mouth, aimed a no one in particular, never stopped moving. All the movement of his body gave the effect of a grand circus entirely muted by my sealed car window and the low hum of the air conditioner.

"The Captain", he was later identified by someone in my passenger seat. They went on to share his entire catalog of local lore with me. Former military it was said. Married but divorced, but he had some local extended family who took him in when he wasn't institutionalized. Men were safe to walk by and even attempt to discern his purpose, but he was a first rate misogynist and quick to yell accusations of whoredom at any unescorted women. The battles scars of The Captain were as deep as they were mysterious.

The Captain was at his post whenever the sun shone, and he never, not for one blink of an eye, stopped moving. In all my time in that town I never did stop to listen to a single word he said, but I'll be damned if I didn't respect his dedication.