Pickety Pockety Poo

(re-blogged from thirdworldwriter)

Me, late, in a hurry.

People, people, people. Slow people on long stairs.

Damn slow people.

In front of me, two women, short, fat, in their forties.

One fat woman’s hand on the purse of girl in front of her.

Careless girl clinging to boyfriend’s arm, pushing purse behind them both.

Purse with magnet strap, no zipper.

One deft flick, one fat woman’s hand in a purse.

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