as well read it.
 
 What’s going on
 
 in the world?
 
 Perhaps
 
 a new war?
 
 New president? Not that
 
 either event would
 
 affect me.
 
 Anyway, Section B,
 
 page three, I come
 
 across a photo.
 
 Definitely
 
 [an ugly] me, cashing
 
 a check at a local bank.
 
 The caption reads:
 
 Does
 
 anyone know this
 
 woman? Fuck me.
 
 Someone out there
 
 definitely does.
 
 First Things First
 
 Trey and I decide our abode is no longer
 
 a safe place to stay. Not only does the greed-
 
 fed manager know us, but a process server
 
 has lately been by. I’m not real sure he got
 
 a good look at me, but you never know.
 
 That guy is no doubt always on the prowl
 
 for an easy buck. Secret Witness is painless
 
 pickings. The major bummer is, we just paid
 
 the rent. But such is the not-pretty life of