Back in the 80s my friend came over to swim in our pool. He had brought a towel/robe and declared that his mom had said it's absolutely ok to go in the water while wearing it. He then promptly dove in the pool with it on. After swimming a bit he then asked me for a towel. While I doubt his mom had mentioned anything about swimming with a towel on I yet questioned why he thought it was a good idea to want to try it.
I remember when I first arrived in the US due to the different culture I was brought up in, the folks in town teased me and considered me "not right" and implied slight mental illness or simply being different. I was in a relationship of some kind with this girl in town. She once told me, “Everybody thinks I should be afraid of you, but I’m not.” The town's sheriff would take photographs of us and follow one or both of us in his vehicle. Eventually I caught her making love to an unidentified person. Shortly afterwards the sheriff also arrived and spotted me. I fled, leaving my scarf behind on the branch of a bush. My girlfriend disappeared under suspicious circumstances and was later found dead. Shunned by many, I was immediately considered the main suspect. While in the interrogation room, I was shown a white cloth, which the sheriff identified as the item used to strangle the girl. I denied that the girl and I were romantically involved. Locals vandalized o...
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