— A Short Story —
The Man Who Read Obituaries
A man in New York goes up to a newsstand every day, scans the front page but doesn't buy the paper. One day the vendor asks what he's up to.
The guy says: "Looking for an obituary."
The vendor says: "Those are towards the back of the paper."
The guy says: "Not the one I'm looking for."
He's still looking. Some questions don't have an answer. But the market demands one anyway.