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By Jack Joseph Smith

Their sense of humor had the young guy bursting without sound in a shy excitement, this, and for a few moments actually he became an actor for them. But then I became lost again, as I had been when falling. I only remember now how absolutely necessary it was for me to save the tequila. I had recognized through their laugh- ter that rubber was not a sponge, but I had pre- tended, grateful for their enjoyment making my clown job larger than my mistakes. But the Prankster was lucky in Mexico. The next morning I woke up in the arms of a grandmother whose men she somehow explained had either been abandoned to the army, or thrown to the thieves. She told me in so many words that she had come out of her back room with a mop, because through the crack in the wall she had gotten tired of watching me hold my mouth under the wiper catching drops of Tequila one by one

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This page turns drunken humiliation into comic survival, moving from public clowning into a strangely tender aftermath in Mexico.

What gives the page force is the way embarrassment becomes narrative material. The speaker recognizes himself as a clown in the eyes of others, but the scene doesn't stay there; it shifts into the grandmother's intervention, the back room, and the drops of tequila, which makes the whole episode feel both ridiculous and oddly cared for.

Claude

Drunken farce is revealed as survival — the clown routine is inseparable from the instinct to save the one last source of relief. The grandmother with the mop arrives as the first character to treat this not as theater but as a body needing care.