Joe Puffy opened the curtains. The netting wet. The foggy dew dripped on the sill. The mist filled the space between the concrete.
I’ve been led to believe that there are health benefits in general complaint. Which is just as well cos I woke up this week with a pain in me hole. It stretched from my posterior to my neck. I’d get it seen to but I feel doctors are cunts.
Joe dressed for work. Thank the world for joy in the addiction to sad stories.