In Boston I was on the subway I was reading Windows Ninety Five For Dummies. As we headed downtown at seven in the morning Two Japanese Stepped onto my car. I looked up at a Gucci watch They were getting off at Harvard I knew they had a briefcase full of job offers. The ride was to an interview. I got off at City Hall And walked across the cement patio To the steps to South Market And waited to see a woman. She was from Buffalo And she set me up with a job After a typing test And fifteen minutes of talk. I tried to sell one A week later To Black Fourty Seven’s friend But Chip wanted it too cheap.
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