International men of mystery.

They won’t discuss their history.

Dark haired guys with sallow looks.

I assume PAYE and on the books.

No introductions as they start to wash.

They point to a sign “ No plastic only cash”

Safe in my car though it’s hot and clammy.

Then a face appears behind a soapy chamois.

Big blue hands, with skin sore and cracked.

I fail to not make, direct eye contact.

Then a crooked finger is pointing straight at me.

Making a circular motion “give me money”

Next time you’re passing through our town.

There’s no need to shop around.

The cheapest car wash on any street.

But never ask for a credit card receipt.