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WHITE ON WHITE: a film noir — The Kid
rufus corporation

The Kid

“You need nine eyes to drive around here” the kid says “almost ten”
The kid is also good at cracking locks.

When the Kid arrives at his apartment to collect him, the man notices how at home he feels, how comfortable the Kid is moving through the place. The Kid seems familiar with everything. He knows where the light switches are, where the cups and the tea are kept, where to find the matches. He opens the fridge. Puts the kettle on to boil. He sits on the sofa like he’s sat there a thousand times, as if it is his own sofa, as if he lives there. And in fact, he does live there. He lives in the man’s apartment.

Just like every teenager in the city, lives in every apartment. The apartment where the Kid grew up is identical. The stove, the sofa, the propane, the matches are the same. He and all kids in the city live in all apartments. They are equal and they are at home.

The kid prays five times a day. The man learns to work this into their schedule.
The kid taps him on the shoulder and says “I must pray now”. It’s an imperative. (the way someone stops the car and says “I need to pee”). Although never a believer, bemusedly the man starts to pray too. As he waits for the kid to return he finds himself, five times a day, staring into the space where he knows nothing. A hiatus from the code that runs in his head.

In ten days the Kid will leave the man. He will go to the capital to become a petro-engineer. They don’t give degrees in con artistry. Petro-engineering will have to do. All the teenagers living in all the apartments are all studying petro-engineering. Almost.

The man likes the kid. He likes that he only asks essential questions. He notices a change in the Kid. 

One day the Kid asks, “can you get me a visa?”
“A visa?” the man asks, “a visa to where?”
“a visa to the place you come from.” (this should be obvious, is in the Kids tone)
“I don’t know”
“I don’t know if I can do that”
“this is your home, you will go to university here, things are fine here”
“Yes, but can you get me a visa?”
“Maybe….I don’t know…”
“You can try” says the Kid.