The Handyman

The HandymanWhen I was 15 I realized for the first time that every woman in my town had a vagina: I had a girlfriend of my own, the first girl I got naked, and while horsing around I'd inadvertently done something that made her sigh in a way that changed everything. It meant I had become more than a dog rubbing up against a tree. It meant all the women in town could be made to sigh, and thus the town—where each morning the men gathered like ravens on the train platform, waiting for the 7:15 into...