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Submitted to Contest #43
“What time is it?” I had asked the question for the third time, and for the third time, very patiently, the passenger sitting beside me had pointed to the giant clock that separated the inbound train tracks from outbound. The clock had just clicked three in the afternoon. The wooden bench began to bite my bottom, and I began to squiggle. Although the gentleman sitting beside me did not feel any bites from the bench, he was bothered by my squiggling. He lowered the newspaper he was reading, looked at me over his glasses, and then resumed his ...
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