pancake
really good connection with the topic, and amazing storyline
favourite lines
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Marlon walked as a bundle of tics. Bumbling. He fumbled with wit.
His tongue unequipped for quips and hand unfit with stumbling writ.
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Depressed, midday drinking. What else is there to do?
Slunk in his seat, Marlon turns. “Hey, can I bum a square?”
“Sure, kid” Lester thumbs his pair of jeans and pulls a marb one Hundred, bare.
“I’ll smoke one with you.”
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aside from a cigarette, a neighborhood, and skin that’s tinted.
For a newspaper that probably wouldn’t waste the text to have their obits printed.
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as previous mentioned, sick closer too.
vulgar
i dig the fuck out of this type of writing, but it just doesn't hit back home to the topic for me.
favourite lines:
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Behold Copper Rah, the powers of a chockfull of flesh
rarely forgetting the time with a cuckoo clock on his chest
shimmered Ca'ba's on decks, mottled opera was mesh
The streets of Osaka were wet - tongue dry, no habla ingles
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London breadbin, Brooklyn market, coastalpsychefunk
dethrone the mighty ducks - clotheslines endowed in Nike chucks
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Enter the blackest of voids - hakuna matata pacts for our ploy
we play eternal Mancala with the sandcastles destroyed
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vote: pancake