Moons and beggars

Caught the moon on the rise this evening while returning from getting a burrito, where Robert, one of the men who would stop by to ask my husband for a handout when we lived at the old place, waylaid us before we got out of the shop, with a tale of woe about how he needed fifteen dollars or else he’d have to sleep in the park. Dennis says he has special radar that tells him when a good mark is nearby. Dennis began to believe him but then remembered the last story he’d heard, which pried him loose of $40, later to find it a total lie. Robert is a helluva good storyteller, it is his craft. Anyway, here’s that moon, still big and bright.

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