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Hogs and Talon

In line, waiting for my coffee. Wildwood, MO.

Photo by Harley-Davidson on Unsplash

Few people, from my observations, wear a mask in the Midwest. Getting a coffee in Starbucks, Wildwood, Missouri, no customers wear masks, only staff. I’m a subject of scorn, dirty looks, head shaking, and clueless sniggers. Not because I’m wearing a mask, but a t-shirt with San Francisco emblazoned across the front. I’m not sure which brings which reaction.

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Harry Hogg

Harry Hogg

I was born in London, adopted, lived my youth on an island off the coast of Scotland. Now living between Colorado, Missouri, California. I write to be loved

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