Thousand: Seven Hundred Eighty

from a pitcher that’s been cooling in the fridge, then into the nearly filled glass she adds two ice cubes. She drops in a fluorescent green swizzle stick and looks up. The tour guide smiles. The man smiles tentatively. “Will you go again?” asks the magpie. The man in the dashiki shrugs, and the old man at the next table hiccups audibly. After a moment in which the lemonade does not approach the table, the magpie cocks its head and says, “You should go back now. Would you like some shoes to take with you?” The man takes a deep