(Don’t?) Talk to Strangers

(Don’t?) Talk to Strangers

  I was already checking out my groceries when I saw them. The conveyer belt was full but I asked the man behind the counter “please ring me up,” I have to go now. I was in ¬†Baltimore’s ¬†kosher supermarket so the religious man behind the counter...
“Baby, I love you!”

“Baby, I love you!”

  I say what I’m about to say not because I think I’m some kind of expert. And not even because I’ve watched my parents beautiful ¬†marriage – and they still dance in the kitchen. I say this because I’m reflecting back what 9 out of...