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Kenny, Maurice: Greyhounding to Billings, Montana

Portre of Kenny, Maurice

Greyhounding to Billings, Montana (English)

For Shirley Sneeve Gunderson… who knows
 
"Hey! you Indian?"
I nodded.
"Hey you! You Indian?"
His cowboy hat fell onto the beercan
in his lap as he turned to his seat-companion
reading a Superman comic.
"I rode from Chi-ca-go to Minn'apolis
with these two dudes. I thought
they were greasers."
He topped his head again with the hat
and sipped his beer.
"They were reeeeal live Apaaaacheees."
I stood waiting to get into the bus bathroom.
"Hey! I asked you if you was Indian!"
Mohawk.
"From back there East?"
He sipped his beer again.
"Man, it's good sittin' next a normal person,"
and he slouched in the seat.
I agreed,
closing the bathroom door,
and turned on the bright light.



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Távolsági busszal a montanai Billingsbe (Hungarian)

Shirley Sneeve Gundersonna… ki tudja
 
„Hé! Indián vagy?”
Bólintottam.
„Hé te! Indián vagy?”
Cowboykalapja ráesett az ölébe tett
sörösdobozra, amint a Superman képregényt olvasó
mellette ülőhöz fordult.
„Ezzel a két csávóval buszoztam
Chicagóból Minneapolisba.
Azt hittem, mexikóiak.”
Fejére helyezte kalapját és
ivott egy korty sört.
„Igaaaziii aaapaaacsok voltak.”
Állva vártam, hogy bejussak a busz klotyójába.
„Hé! Azt kérdeztem, hogy indián vagy-e!”
Mohauk.
„Onnan Keletről?”
Megint kortyolt a söréből.
„Jó érzés normális ember mellett ülni, haver,”
és esetlenül ledobta magát az ülésre.
Egyetértettem,
bezártam a klotyó ajtaját és
felkapcsoltam a fényt.



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Source of the quotationhttp://drot.eu

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