A slightly crumpled up piece of paper like a charge slip, only blank, floating above the racks of clothes. Looking like a not very organized bit of origami, flying quiet like it seems that origami birds want to, it stays impossibly aloft and says to the people turning through the clothes on the clothes racks and clothes shelves, "You can change another way, and really change." No one looks up. They're looking at the clothes and inside pictures of themselves. Now and then, someone hears.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
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