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By Jack Joseph Smith

Charles I was standing at a dary Queem counter with a mathe professor who was fifty and from Albania And there under thirty he said the girl in the booth was looking at me instead of him Aman many times around the worl, my cw fOveE poss, my teacher still, found that a little vain E Pensa bier TE lliva Now they walk along and they do not know The gifts the old have to give away I'd take war in a second if I could run I'd listen less than I ever did To take beauty and run away

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"Charles" turns a Dairy Queen moment with an older Albanian math professor into a meditation on vanity, aging, and the unruly urge to seize beauty and run.

The page begins almost comically, with the older teacher noticing a younger woman’s attention, but it opens into something more sorrowful about what age can still offer. The "gifts the old have to give away" feel half wisdom and half relinquishment. Its last lines are fierce because they imagine beauty not as contemplation but as something to steal back through motion.

Claude

Charles: at a Dairy Queen counter with a math professor, fifty, from Albania. The professor found it a little vain that the girl was looking at the speaker. The gifts the old have to give away.