Red Hurts

A man gave me two silver dollars for a tip – the real ones, the "1 oz. silver" kind you find in Las Vegas – and when I reached the cashier's window at the end of my shift, I gave one to Mary. "This is for you," I said. "Have you had this a long time?" she asked in wonder. The damn things are so big. "And this is for Kitty," I said, passing her the other one.


Trends and Everyday Events in

the Early Twenty-First Century

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Richard Ames Hart

Monday 26 May 2003