Shimp
Running to stand still
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- Jun 8, 2005
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Shimp, as my college friends had called me had stuck for years but now a banker in Atlanta, was not my given name but it just stuck to the point of, that's what eveyone called me. I spend my mornings at a corner coffee spot with my laptop and dark columbian bean responding to clients and soaking up the atmosphere. I had long been a closet voyeur, but I suppose all voyeurs are hiding to some degree. It was a warm summer day and I had a ton of clients screaming at me to get their travel cards together as I typed away when someone caught my eye.