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52 Why I Should Be a Concierge I want to do something I can be “at,” As in “She’s at it again.” Even if it means Learning to polish a telephone and keep My shoes on straight. This very minute I can steer you toward a heated flea market, Some military sewing, or a quick hot sandwich That doubles as a men’s facial (good for beards). Like Jorge Luis Borges, I’m asleep here And awake somewhere else—Micronesia, I think, contemplating a life of service And crossing one of those dizzying Rope bridges. ...

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