010614 #bushmill The smaller man is white, has a stubble beard and a receding hairline halfheartedly de-emphasized by a homemade buzz cut. His main strategy seems to be to get in under the bigger man's torso, and bob around, to which the bigger man's response seems to be a kind of good-natured scorn. It seems like they're about to touch, like the big guy is just about to pin the smaller guy down on the weedy asphalt, but then there's a pinging sound and the door to the gas station opens, and four more men stream out into the ruddy light. One of them has a pack of cigarettes and is whanging it against his palm, WHAM, WHAM, WHAM, like that in a rhythm. A couple of them have snacks. Let's go! one of them says and What the fuck you doing? asks another, and our big guy, our big splendid actor, seems like he's being yanked out of one play and into another.