#1. lettuce shopping. I go to find king, this old guy that hangs out at THE bus stop every day. He takes me to his house on top of Level, it pours torrential rain as we reach. He wants to wait until the rain subsides before searching for the lettuce. We talk a bit and then sit there and wait in the mule, air and rain pouring all around us, in serene and pensive mood. Its quiet and fresh. As the rain starts to end he takes me back through the grass to his lettuce beds- a little corner of his land plot with a ramshackle construct of raised dirt- where 30 lettuce heads lay. I watch him slowly pry the heads from the moist dirt and scrape off the roots, clean each head, wash it in water and bag it all in the constant drizzle and quiet up on this hill in the middle of nowhere. It was so peaceful and natural and different from any kind of life I have previously seen or experienced.
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