I went to piss in men’s room.
There were four tiny slabs of concrete walls standing between five places to release your pure urge.
A man was there holding a slab tightly. Trying to make things work for him.
I went by his side. I could see he was giving up on his lousy dick.
‘Hey man, what’s up? I see you are having a bad day.’
‘ Shut up motherfucker. All I can do is piss here. So leave me alone.’
I unzipped my pant and went on with the pleasant propulsion…
Well foghorns were coming from the outside.
It felt real good. It felt like doing something real.
The man was still there with hope and psychotic arrogance.
I came out and sit by my woman. She drank half a glass of whiskey straight. I knew I am going to get a lot of friction that night.
As we were getting up to leave, I saw that man smiling at me with a beer in his hand…
What good could I have done to him…I don’t know. I just smiled back at him.
Some secrets are I guess worth keeping inside. I knew his secret…I still know.
Perhaps he is keeping a secret of mine too…
He knows how I get all cracked up and leaping after having a hardcore amusement.
There’s a chance we will never meet again. But it’s fulfilling to leave some things behind.

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Photograph: Google Images.

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