The Queasy Uneasy
For the past few days, I’ve been experiencing a queasy stomach. It’s the kind of queasiness that has the potential to flare up any time, but usually is provoked by the sight of something or someone that doesn’t agree with me. This morning on the train, I was nearly made to vomit by Toby Maguire. Not the real Toby Maguire, but someone who resembled the superstar with the bland, chalky cheeks, rubbery lips, overlong philtrum, and fetal-pig eyes. I had seen this look-alike a few times in the past, before my current spate of queasiness, with mild results. I had sensed the potential even then.
I should probably have this looked at.
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