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first there’s the couple crawling across the white tablecloth just to deliver
the punchline, heads back in hilarity before the joke’s even finished.
does the pavement remember all the dinners it’s caught the drops from?
the flood of people leaking out their front doors every morning, just trying to find each other? next there’s the bouquet of older women at the farmer’s market bowing to the tomatoes like minor gods, and to the model pinching closed a designer bag…