Bar Movement
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Men and women sitting around a bar,
neon lights glaring overhead.
From an outside vantage point, seeing
lips moving, forming unheard words
through the glass.
Body language gently open, cautious,
yet adaptive.
Communication being carried on with a
slur of vodka or rum and coke.
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