50x365 #213: Ivan

I only knew you well enough to say hello in passing, but I gravitated toward you nonetheless. You reminded me of a man from my childhood who made me licorice straws, wore baseball caps with greasy rims, was an expert dowser, and whose shirt pockets always smelled like fresh cigarettes.

I am a participant in x365.

50x365 #214: Chi Chi

My Sweet Widdle Gopher