The Pale Blue Atlas Club's Sunday Review
Time throws a hat
A friend of mine told me he was trying to relive high-school,
so he put a coke machine in his bedroom.
'hm' i said.
It was cold for that time of year and my coffee was no longer warm. His was gone.
I left him there and went home sad.
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