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Sweat drips down my chest and soaks into the beltline of my pants. The sun roars with bestial vigor above us as we lose pounds out of our pores. Lazily, and with little enthusiasm, I raise my hands to my lips and listen to cruel burning sound as I breathe in smoke. I dark shape squats next to me drumming out a beat on his legs along with the thrum of the TV inside. He nods his head a little in unison and A single bead of sweat clings desperately to his chin. A hand him his masterpiece and he stabs it between his lips and takes a few long hauls before handing it off. A grin spreads across his face as he exhales through his mouth while inhaling through his nose.
Screams of childish glee rise from the street below like evaporating water, and somewhere to the north I can hear two dogs scrapping. All the pollen in Montreal has taken to the air, akin to snow, it floats through the air, harmless yet slightly disquieting.
We retire inside to avoid burning, but now the sweat seeps into the the couch and the pillows on it. We watch some crummy TV and wish we were richer. I stare off at the cross atop the mountain and try to think about how the first one must have looked. Was it really that big and visible? Samedi and I have a friend who claims to have climbed up it drunk as a monkey, but I also heard it has electric fences around it... My world surges and I realize I got lost inmy thoughts. Samedi is crashing around in my kitchen looking for something to drink. I kick him out and pull out some iced tea or something. I check the freezer, but I seem to be out of meat. Fuck balls McGinty.
The Baron starts to roll again...
Screams of childish glee rise from the street below like evaporating water, and somewhere to the north I can hear two dogs scrapping. All the pollen in Montreal has taken to the air, akin to snow, it floats through the air, harmless yet slightly disquieting.
We retire inside to avoid burning, but now the sweat seeps into the the couch and the pillows on it. We watch some crummy TV and wish we were richer. I stare off at the cross atop the mountain and try to think about how the first one must have looked. Was it really that big and visible? Samedi and I have a friend who claims to have climbed up it drunk as a monkey, but I also heard it has electric fences around it... My world surges and I realize I got lost inmy thoughts. Samedi is crashing around in my kitchen looking for something to drink. I kick him out and pull out some iced tea or something. I check the freezer, but I seem to be out of meat. Fuck balls McGinty.
The Baron starts to roll again...