TEENAGER IN PARK - February 7, oft, when on my I lie
In vacant mood,
They ﬂash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with fills,
And with the daffodils.
When I got to Bar Louie, there was no blonde to found. I texted “I’m asked me to text a picture, which seemed to some sort of screening. She got picture and said I looked like
a cop. The only picture I had in my was a screen grab from I was Beach Tow,” which off to get free french fries at U Save Deli on NW 7th Avenue. She saw the truTV logo in my “South Beach
Tow” picture, and told me the picture looked fake. Why is there a logo in it? me some hope this was not hooker.
I said I think we met She asked do I know you? I said you at McDonalds with your dark friend.
She thought I was talking her pimp. Now she curious to see me.
At was at the wrong to Louie. Then I walked a with her on the phone saying
“You are right in front of me.” Finally I followed her instructions to walk into park, and saw her standing in the
shadows spying on me.
It was a child.
I don’t like typing because I never her to know, that I didn't find her beautiful or attractive when I ﬁrst
saw her. More just emaciated. It was not girl from Motel. The first thing out my not who I thought you were.” I wished I phrased that differently. I was done here, but I still
owed was a so big it seemed would break her face. She was ashamed teeth and strained
to control it, she was helpless She was happy to see me.
It was an incomprehensible hybrid, of child dressed up in hooker clothes like she was going on 40.
She looked like she raided her mother's closet, and dressed up like what she thought a hooker look like. It
had an similar to Jodie Foster in "Taxi I knew she was too young seen that movie. I was
ready pay her, but she invited me to sit on park bench. Let’s a said are you really 21? Her looked like it made sense why she not actually inside the bar. I
thought she might even be under She thought I was asking if she was older than 21. She said yes, is only 21.
She immediately started spouting about dogs cat her Grandma. a girl like this strangers in Miami, in a park at night, I knew she no perception of human like In no of the evil nature of man, that someone might strangle When she
said she just rode into town on her motorcycle from Orlando, I knew she also lacked a sense of She was sweet
and happy, unburdened by the ambitions, self-consciousness an mind. was like
Clarisse in "Fahrenheit 451." reminded me of me. I decided she must have a brain injury.
A witness in a police report later described her as drawing you in with smile, the Cheshire Alice in
Wonderland. That is a good description. She was that to see almost any guy, probably even if he was
coming at chainsaw. Being her was a from the reality of the world, into a Dr. Seuss
We had an awful lot in common, more than I can remember to list here. She lived near the two 4. A 2015
For couch or in pensive pleasure dances girl be here.”
She be the phone, when on “South I
show It gave a
real before. how were about was first I entrance Bar around for while the here, wanted goofy and the Wishes of mouth was
“You’re immediately her $50.
She smiling smile it like it of her but to. so a should effect Driver," but to have to a talk for bit.
I eyes 19, and was 18. she her and her and That would be
meeting had intentions, an autistic
person. particular, recognition no worry her. risks. complexities, and of adult She She that like Cat in pretty happy her with a with vacation awful in Orlando, 7-11’s