Status Updates From The Story of My Teeth

…I asked what it was he was writing so much about. His eyes still on the notebook, he said he was just planning a relingo walk.
A what walk? I burbled…
A walk around gaps, sir, around vacant lots, spaces without owners or fixed use...

I finally saw the meaning of the words Master Oklahoma had once spoken with an air of resigned sadness: "We auctioneers are mere hired heralds between the paradise and hell of supply and demand." I…was going to reform the art of auctioneering…I wasn't just a lowly seller of objects but, first and foremost, a lover and collector of good stories, which is the only honest way of modifying the value of an object.