The accumulation of so-called random happenings was becoming
uncanny. "Ridiculous," Sassafrassas exhaled with the smoke
from yet another Gauloises. Baby was having none of it.
"Overcast just means the sky can't decide. Can it."
& why would it? Let's be candid. Honestly
honesty
like truth
is relative.
Relational. Not rational. Riddled with writhing ridicule. Just then, insectoid buzz of helicopter blades shuddering,
honesty
like truth
is relative.
Relational. Not rational. Riddled with writhing ridicule. Just then, insectoid buzz of helicopter blades shuddering,
hacking at the air
in circles somewhere
out of sight, but still
just overhead.
in circles somewhere
out of sight, but still
just overhead.
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