#local characters

[victusinveritas]

South Bend had Downtown Jesus and Skullvan Man, and yes, they fought.

Bloomington has the alien-cyborg stilt guy.

[themancorialist]

Corporation Street, Manchester.

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

“Captured Burglar,” Toronto World. August 30, 1911. Page 12. --- BROCKVILLE, Aug. 29. - (Special.) - A series of burglaries in Brockville lately have been traced by the police to John Healey and W. Burns, two local characters. The capture of Healey has been effected, and he makes a clean breast of his wrong-doing. Most of the booty was secured from parties to whom it was sold for whiskey. Burns is still at large.

[mirroredinsecurities]

Overheard in the Produce Department

I heard the most bittersweet tidbit in the grocery store. I was facing the organic produce mulling over prices and quantities. My math is so crappy, I was taking forever. Behind my back I heard a man greet an old lady. The man’s voice reminded me of one of my uncles from the italian side. “Ayy! How ya doin?!” I could hear he was middle aged but not as old as her. She sounded 68 years or more. I zoned into the carrots and then zoned back into their conversation near the end. I gathered from the tone they were just grocery store acquaintances. Possibly neighbors. “I haven’t seen ya round much...?” “I’ve been sick.” “Oh I’m sorry to hear it. Yeah, it’s been goin’ around.” “No not that sick.” “What is it, the weather?!” Silence. “You ok?? Hey look you don’t have to tell me.” “You take care,” She said. I heard that awful sound a cart makes when it’s dragged sideways. She was making a break for it. “Here.” He helped her turn the cart around. “Hey? Do you need anything?” He asked. In my mind, my jaw dropped. Jesus, what a nice man. “No...no I don’t.” Her voice did that old lady wavering...noOoOoO...I don’t. ”Ok. You take care now,” he said. I was left wondering why she was scared of him. I never turned to look at them...what a nice man though. Those types of interactions just don’t happen all that often around here. I could hear he was genuinely concerned. I got to the check out and I spotted an old lady. She was the one Caleb n I had seen shoplifting vegetables! I laughed out loud in the line! I think the man must have interrupted her mid-heist!! Maybe that’s why he asked if she needed anything? He was proly like, ”Jesus, this poor old lady’s stealin’ potatoes! Someone help ‘er out!”

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Student Films: Amanda Colon-Smith

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Folklore is... West Indian Mas Camps