
ketchup and mustard
usually i hate working
on paint crew but not to-
day because of curbs. it was
so boring but the yellow
and the red paint reminded
me of ketchup and mustard
and of hot dogs and the way
summer tastes
man has places in his heart which do not yet exist, and into them enters suffering in order that they may have existence. -leon bloy
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