photographers are always the best writers and today i saw God in a napkin jaywalking jerky acrobatics across ten mile to the rhythm of bass beats and exhaust. it was perfectly white, not at all soiled by ice cream or its jailbreak from the whitewashed walls and aluminum clink in the ice cream place. I lost it after a pickup swirled it into the crab
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