Tuesday, February 14, 2006

20/365 Argie

Prostitute on a stop going out to the Indian Ocean. Months later, on the way back, I heard she was looking for me. Back then, I thought pregnancy was a whores occupational hazard. If she was pregnant, it's my only child.

I wish I knew.

1 Comments:

Blogger The Stiltwalker said...

Wow. that must be a lot to hold on to. I think not knowing is the worst of fears...

10:28 AM, February 28, 2006  

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