‘…bite ‘em…!’ shouted the boy to his dog. ‘…on the leg, bite…!’. The dog lowered its head and sniffed the ground beneath the tree. The boy lowered his trousers and pissed, a hot thread of urine pooling in the lap of the body. ‘…bite, sit, bite…’ he yelled, ‘…sit, bite, sit…’. The dog stared up at the boy and lowering its ears like folded socks whined.
The following day the constabulary identified the body as belonging to the lately departed deceased man who worked for the Hamara System Tabriz Technology Company. In his vest pocket was a child’s woolen mitten, a piece of kite string, a pocket comb missing two tines, a balled up candy wrapper and a racetrack stub citing race #27, ticket not found in winner’s circle.
The day after the following day the man in the hat found a piece of paper on which was written the following, the world is a random series of reoccurring events, the trick is figuring out which ones and when. He crumpled the piece of paper into a ball and tossed it into the dustbin with the other trash and irregulars. Musing, he thought ‘…random is as random does…’.
The contrabandist’s sold sugarcane whisky from a shed out back of the aqueduct, 34.6549 Leva for a jar, 18.6066 for a half-jar. They imported the jarred whisky from a small family-owned distillery in Andhra Pradesh overseen by the great-great granduncle of Hyderabad, an Asian contrabandist’s.
The following day the constabulary identified the body as belonging to the lately departed deceased man who worked for the Hamara System Tabriz Technology Company. In his vest pocket was a child’s woolen mitten, a piece of kite string, a pocket comb missing two tines, a balled up candy wrapper and a racetrack stub citing race #27, ticket not found in winner’s circle.
The day after the following day the man in the hat found a piece of paper on which was written the following, the world is a random series of reoccurring events, the trick is figuring out which ones and when. He crumpled the piece of paper into a ball and tossed it into the dustbin with the other trash and irregulars. Musing, he thought ‘…random is as random does…’.
The contrabandist’s sold sugarcane whisky from a shed out back of the aqueduct, 34.6549 Leva for a jar, 18.6066 for a half-jar. They imported the jarred whisky from a small family-owned distillery in Andhra Pradesh overseen by the great-great granduncle of Hyderabad, an Asian contrabandist’s.
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