16 Let Me Do It

July 11, 2008


We spent a few days on the Red Sea in a resort for Russians. It was a nice break from the heat, buses and hostels, but we found constant service as alien as anything else.

Let me do it
on my own, please.
I don’t need your constant
help. Give me back
my bags, and get out of my room,
and don’t you take my plate
until I’m done.

Look
Listen
 

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