Christmas morning, I was standing drinking my freshly brewed coffee while I was looking out the kitchen window. I was looking out the window to avoid looking at anything in the torn apart kitchen. Across the street, in the city park, I noticed the crows scavenging.
The crows don't know it's Christmas is what I thought and then I spent the day running gas pipe.
the 10 lives of a cat...
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You know, it sounds kind of dumb, or pedestrian, or like I'm
somehow...elongating a pause for dramatic effect - taffy-pulling the
ellipsis, as they used...
5 days ago
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