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(sitting on a park bench, speaking to an elderly black
woman waiting for a bus, in a slow southern drawl) I
read this book once. And it had all sorts of mystical
beings in it, and it had a ring in it.
I gave a ring to Jenny....
But the ring in this book, it was bad, and it made people
turn bad, too. Do you think people can turn bad because
of a ring?
(the elderly black woman says "oh, I think so, sometimes,
yes, mmhmm")
So do I. My momma always said that people were more
than the sum of their parts...maybe that's what she
meant....
But anyway, there was a wizard, and his name was Gandolph,
or somethin' like that. And this wizard, he sent this
little guy, his name was Fred, I think? to have the
ring destroyed. But it was a dangerous trip.
I took a dangerous trip once...
(the elderly black woman says "oh?" politely and nods
her head)
Yes...I went to Viet-Nam, and got shot at..I didn't
like it...I bet Fred didn't like his trip much either....but
Momma always said "Life is like a box of crayons...
sooner or later, you leave'em by the radiator and they
melt"...just like that ring did when Fred threw it in
the volcano...
(the elderly black woman's bus comes and she leaves)