I AM INVISIBLE---SEARCHING FOR A DEAD CHILD'S DISKETTE
I am an invisible, mature man with chest hair. Felt I was older and more accepted as an individual in the community except I had a mission to find a dead child's diskette. While on my mission, I am forced to use my finger to sexually gratify a 40-year-old secretary in our office (what office is this?). And everyone knows I was forced because the deed happened in broad daylight.
___I love being invisible and not noticed. I am the voyeur, the poseur. There are things that the eyes can do so well. There are things the hands can do no better.
___The kid with the highest I.Q. killed himself.
___I have chest hair, and the symbolic red jogging suit of my father. And I hate it... being mature and virile and wearing the jogging suit.

December 26, 1996

THE HUNT FOR... PINK LINGERIE?
In a bar. Agnes is in the reading room. We communicate secretly via walkie-talkies, since we are tracking a suspect down to the mall.
___We follow at an inauspicious distance. At each of the mall's floors, next to the escalator, you can try on a new dress for free. I coerce Agnes thru to the lingerie section, but it takes ages for her to get to the dressing room. Sheer number of people. And then, I never get to actually see her in the pink exercise tandem ... before we start renewing our hunt for the suspect.

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