Reading books about culinary architecture, theorizing 3 reasons why

fried flies save a city, slapping small children, reacting online with infuriating drawings which remind you of a human you knew, pushing a generic shopping cart across asphalt, killing bacteria, ignoring chemicals, washing breakfast plates, cutting sponges, licking envelopes, writing names, forking Jeffrey, whining about tacos or sunshine, deciding which friend is best, forgetting a grandmom forever, trying to make a radio, walking historic small-town, pretending to read a bronze plaque, wondering what a sculpture means,

I slept in a Christian martyrdom. 

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