“we’re now entering the empty zone, ampoule ” the synthetic flight attendant intoned. she wore a tiny blue paper hat above red hair. her eyes were bullets, medical seeing through all they surveyed.
yellow and red lizards slithered up the casita’s walls. black cat with orange eyes watched lazily atop a garbage can. cacti stood lonely in the desert.
his ring finger had three parallel lines on it: a cut from trying to open a beer bottle with a lighter. he told her he didn’t know that trick. the ocean’s waves were choppy and thus they didn’t stay long.
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