Spring in Minnesota and the first lawn mowing and first outdoor supper, and then it's spring prom. White limos the size of trawlers float up to a hotel marquee and disgorge boys in black tuxes and girls in black or turquoise or tangerine or emerald, and they troop in through the revolving doors, prepared to execute a waltz and make small talk if necessary.
This morning the boys were traipsing around in droopy pants with the crotch below the knees and unlaced basketball shoes and baseball caps turned backward, a costume that gives me the creeps, especially the backward cap....
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