Septal Fun

January 26, 2012 by joachim

The tattooed man in the subway had with him an entire bag of implants, if implants is the correct word. He made it quite clear that he had a septal perforation in his nose, and demonstrated it with wires of all sorts of shapes. Some of these were straight, and others looked like a paperclip bent out of shape by someone thinking about the Universe. The interesting part was the little boy, perhaps 6 years old, who stood before him and wavered between total disgust and fascination, states of mind which he kept communicating to his mother, who sat, amused, only three seats away. “Yikes,” he kept saying, yet his eyes were glued to the tattooed septally perforated man.

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