talking to strangers in the middle of the night - a nice story.
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I enjoyed this story about strangers sharing experiences in the middle of the night. It’s the details, including the broken mirror, that give life to this narrative. As far as what the story tells? Broken mirror, broken church, an observer on a walk stopping on a sidewalk, an observer in the street watching a car - progress, dilapidation, gentrification, moving a car, families moving out, families moving in - I think there's a field day of meaning here, although it might not be handed over on a silver platter for the taking.
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People keep parking.
It is the middle of the night.
A man has stayed up and held down a parking spot for his wife.
The neighborhood has old churches that are being torn for new buildings.
People keep parking.
It is the middle of the night.
A man has stayed up and held down a parking spot for his wife.
The neighborhood has old churches that are being torn for new buildings.
People keep parking.
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Whoosh! That is the sound of this article going straight over my omnipotent head.
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It's a nice story of three human beings having a pleasant moment about "nothing much"--except it's very much something: gentrification, money, and, perhaps best of all, a husband-and-wife car story that doesn't have them screaming at each other.
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I didn't get it at first either, but I think the SUV people are probably residents of the new apartment, not the public housing unit. The writer is pointing out the tension of liking these people, but not liking what they're doing to the neighborhood churches.
When the writer says "I know I couldn't do it," she is saying she couldn't contribute to the trend of demolishing old churches the way the couple is.
When the writer says "I know I couldn't do it," she is saying she couldn't contribute to the trend of demolishing old churches the way the couple is.
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Dense 3.
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I returned to see if anyone had an answer to this pointless tale
about nothing in particular.
Nope! Guess we're all destined to be bewildered.
Is it one of those Zen things?
about nothing in particular.
Nope! Guess we're all destined to be bewildered.
Is it one of those Zen things?
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I think it's just a slice of life. Nothing fancy.
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What did I just read...twice?
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You read a really lame, pointless story that really shouldn't have been printed in the first place.
That makes at least 3 of us...
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Umm. I'm really dense. I don't get this story.
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Then we're both dense. That last line made no sense whatsoever to me.
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Only the last line makes sense: he was helping his wife park since she couldn't use her malfunctioning mirror.
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Maybe there is a subtext that can't be written. I, a white woman,was lost near a row of public housing units. It was the middle of the night. A large man of a certain minority made an idle observation. A brief conversation passed. White woman,over coming her terror and fears,decides that the bogeyman is just some dude helping his girlfriend park her big fat SUV. No threat.
See that wasn't so tough.
See that wasn't so tough.
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