scamming is easy

· still breathing

looking for refills for my mach 3 razor, i parked at the walgreen’s near 51st street and telegraph. before i figured out that the refills were kept behind checkout number one, i witnessed an odd charade: a woman returning a dented pringles can for one dollar, grinning at me in bluff abandon as i interrupted the routine, the two counterpeople head’s down and extremely polite. after i got in the confusing line that lead to either checkout one or two, an older man pushed his way through the disorganized line, rushed out the doors, and set off the alarm system as he went. the woman at checkout number one made a face but no one ran after him and i wondered if this is what the good times mean in the poor neighborhoods.