Not in Teesside Any More

Walking along Wilshire in Santa Monica, iPod earphones quite conspicuously in ears, almost as if I might be listening to music. Waiting at light to cross 7th Street.

Man: [Looking at me, mouth opening and closing as he says something. Clearly no clue I can’t hear him.]
Me: [Takes off earphones, an expression of mild annoyance.] I didn’t hear a word of that.
Man: You’re very lucky.
Me: How?
Man: I can see your aura.
Me: I’m sorry, I don’t have an aura.
Man: Oh, okay.
Me: [Puts music back on. Stomps away towards the 7/11.]


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