World Like A Fish by Christopher A. Lane |
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without even unwrapping the blue plastic rain cover he clutches the folded newspaper and, with startling psychic ability foresees the news: they killed again and the objects of their hatred died again the economy is holding its collective breath to see if people are in the spending mood nations fighting without actually fighting - smiles, a handshake, a great photo op they are protesting (whothehellknowsorcareswhatthistime) the new movie is a big disappointment all that money and talent down the commode temps are running just above average for this time of year the city council is still pissed off the famine in Ethiopia is still in full swing they are still dropping like flies in South Africa because of AIDS too much rain/not enough in Mozambique buy a new car with no money down no payments for 18 months two pages of terrifically "unfunny" funnies want ads hawking and buying love he thinks about canceling his
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