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The Salesman - Jan. 17, 2026

Gary Hunter
Jan 17
1 min read

on the roof we talk solar

 

he, with laugh large and soft

like a morning sun and eyes

like the dusty glint off glass

gentle, not harsh

 

ten minutes later we’re

ten pages into the open

book of his life

 

and a couples pages into mine

 

eventually, the facts, the numbers

the thousands of dollars

start to skitter around our feet

 

they seem annoying compared

to the feeling of an old friend

cloaked as a salesman on a white roof

 

sometimes an unexpected transaction

outbids the one on the table

and you say without thinking

 

I’ll take both!

 
 
 

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