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Glenn Capers


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Thinking Man

It was near the end of the day in a small desert market where the town was not written in English, or French on the map. To him I was Mohammed Ali the boxier, then the late Bob Marley the Jamaican singer. I didn't tell him witch. I just smiled. I just sang, "No Woman no tears in my best Jamaican accent. As he stood there pondering, I did the moon walked to exit from him. He then called me Michael Jackson.

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