And tomatoes hit my eye. I jaunted. I affed. Affed ably. My fingers are elephants' trunks dried in the heat. Like grapes become raisins replacing raisins with elephants' trunks and grapes with zeppelins. Today was the day I put on my going-out shorts, the ones with the cartoon whale wearing sunglasses where he's saying " We could dance
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