Thursday, April 06, 2006

Wisdom

I'm killing time while Angela's having her wisdom teeth yanked in the back room of a Chinese shophouse. In the glass window of the storefront, there's a big ol' electric molar standing on its four roots. It's scotch taped to a plastic end table. Beside the toof, chillin' in its purple glow, there's a dirty bottle of Singer's wood glue and a wrinkly cactus. Minor Surgery In Southeast Asia: sweet bargain or bad idea?

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