By Nathan Gromotowicz
I remember seeing a strange bird unfamiliar to me and shortly after a tall man with a tall hat faraway they approach me causally asking if I had the time I looked for my imaginary watch always kept it on my wrist they were crestfallen after expressing great enthusiasm once I told them: “I myself am not a reliable source for such information' After their departure I return my attention to the novel I was forcing Myself to read It had donned on me that I had committed an egregious crime the book I read is trash I paid for therefor I have supported the proliferation of garbage I lit the book ablaze hastily attempting to deface the source of my shame! Much to my dismay the smoke draws the bird and the man back to me The man says: “You should have told us you were going to dispose of that book; my friend here-the Bird-would have eaten it!” The man with the hat was visible pissed I was indifferent my apathy got the better of me A staring contest commences between me and him Minutes pass like this his countenance goes limp all traces of anger flush away He says to me : “Till next time.” and departed with his companion
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