The Meth addict came walking up with a glint in her eye. She looked, well, vacant, and her toothless grin was a dead give away. She wanted something from me. Money?, check out the property?, I wasn't sure until she spoke.
" Fuckin' A...." She said. Her shriveled up mouth showered me with a view of gaping pink gums. I had never felt so repulsed by any one woman. She appeared to smile, but it was more of a sunken in grimace, and I took a step back from her. She carried a strange stench on her. It was a sour sweet smell of long ago showering, and her breath held the hint of a recent cigarette. I took another step away.
" Hey!, You live here, Bitch? " She said, her hand waved about like a nervous little bird. Again, that horrible imitation of a smile assaulted me in its insincerity. In meeting someone for the first time, I was appalled at her crass manner. Looking at the ground, I shook my head, yes. This was a very uncomfortable moment for me, but I pulled the courage to look her in the eye.
" What do you want? " I asked. " Are you looking for someone in particular? "
" Not bein' rude or nothin', Lady, but can I have a couple of bucks..IF you have any to spare " She blurted out.
I wasn't at all surprised by this moment.
" Go away " I spoke through gritted teeth. It was all I said, but she got it right away. Not blinking, and certainly not showing any emotion, she started to turn away.
" Fuck You!... " She mumbled. Reaching into her shirt pocket and pulling out a crumpled cigarette, she lit it as she walked away.
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