Arabian Nights
Another day, another dollar.I was waiting at the subway station for my wife to pick me up. She had taken the day off to go on a job interview. I jumped in the car. It was early summer, and she was wearing a cute floral-patterned sundress and a big smile, the picture of a demure suburban housewife happily picking up her husband."I was a bad girl today.""Yeah. How'd the interview go? What'd you do?""Well, Mohammed called me. I told him I was busy today and had to go for a job interview, and he...
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