standing at the curb, the man finishes his beer. he places the empty beer can on the sidewalk. he lifts his shirt to expose a round tuft of flesh. he picks the lint from his bellybutton, rolls the lint into a perfect little ball, positions it between his thumb and his index finger, and releases it into the world.
it’s always blue. if it isn’t blue, it’s always gray.
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