/lit/ - Literature

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>it was the 11:00pm, I was driving my car
>my taxi was a 68's Volkswagen
>it was one of those bad days which there wasn't any passenger
>the sequins on a dress stopped me
>she was a gorgeous ginger, and she was holding a stuffed bear
>the neckline of her dress ended just right on the glory
>a dark tear was running in her cheek
>while the driving mirror was saying : look at such a legs, fagoot!!
>and I saw a bit more than that...
>It was 11:49pm, I was driving aimlessly
>she told me: my zodiacal sing is Cancer while she crossed her legs
>she took a cigar from the mouth of the bear, and I offered quickly the lighter and my hand was shaking
>I asked her why she's crying, she says for a girl she meets in that club, she laugh and insulted my bear
>"don't fall down cause of the bear, you must get up" I said. "you can count on me if you want revenge"
>and she smiled...
>what's a taxi driver doing seducing life?
>what's a taxi driver doing building up a wound?
>what's a taxi driver doing in front a ginger with a stuffed bear?
>what's a taxi driver doing with his bed dreams?
I wondered....

>she told she wants some air, get me to the central park
>I drive slowly, while she clean her tears
>arriving, she give me 100 bucks
>don't have change I said
>just take it she told me, smiling
>I hear laughs coming from the park, it was a blonde with four guys
>my passenger put in front of them, took a gun from her bear and kill the woman, then killed herself
>I drive of fear the rest of the night, that morning, cops come to my apartment, told me shit, I talks more shit
>what's a taxi driver doing on this kind of days?
>I wondered