Said to be the sundial of savages, the shadows where one can read the absence of the thing represented. Only during daylight of course.
Wednesday, July 8, 2026
"You just called my beef pink slime
on National TV. Why should I help you?" The man acted as if the roof had not just been peeled off. Like the other man was not wedged between toilets shoved together by impact. As if the bathroom was not now near the ticket counter.
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