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Looking Good

A colleague and I animatedly chatted on BART.

“How’s your new position going?” I inquired.

“What’s the flattest bike route to Golden Gate Park?” he asked.

“What are you doing for Easter?” I queried.

I noticed him staring past me, not really paying attention to the words I was speaking. I followed his gaze. There, across from us, a young girl tweezed the hairs from a large wart on her mother’s chin. The mother sat perfectly still, apparently not finding this behavior unusual in the least.

“Well,” he whispered, “I guess there’s never a bad time for good grooming.”

Oh, but there is. There so is.