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This room reeks of chicken soup, not a very inviting smell. I decide to go for a walk. It is quarter past midnight in my small town. I choose a path on the street with all the houses on it because I figure everyone will be in bed on a Monday night. Instead, I encounter the wierdest possible things on my journey. People aren't like me and my family after all... The first two houses I pass bear couples making out in front of picture windows! Just down the street, a couple of RCMP officers are hotboxing a police car, the police are getting high! A string quartet are practicing Brahm's Intermezzo along the waterfront! I continue my walk into town and notice a statue I have never noticed before in the park. It is a huge blue head, and his eyes are so real, it's creepy... I can't look at it any longer so I turn down a dark ally. At the end of the ally there is a bright pink light. Is it a neon sign? I don't think there is any need for Vegas-type lights in my small town.... As I get closer I notice that there isn't anything reflecting pink light, it is the air here... It is pink-colored and bright, but it is not hard to see at all. Everything else is colored normal... There goes a bright yellow sporty car, drive-by bassing. God, I hate those people. A few minutes go by normally on my way back home, then I see Mrs. Walker and Miss James. Well, it appears they are kissing their goodbyes... A secret rendezvous, secret from Mr. Walker... I didn't think they were really lesbians, just thought it was one of those assumptions ignorant, self-concious people make. I finally returned to my empty house and I suddenly felt like being productive. I decided to paint a room.... I decided to paint it black, I have always wanted a black room. It will be black with a black leather sofa and chair and the most amazing black home entertainment system, fully loaded! As I began to paint, I decided I needed music. I blasted the most perfect music to send me into a surreal dimension of this world.
(No, my world isn't surreal enough yet.)
The only paint available was oil-based paint. Sometimes the fumes make me hallucinate, but not this time. The next thing I saw tonight was real, despiite the fact that there were fumes and it was 3:34am according to the red (or was it black?) digital clock. A short man dressed in yellow decided to walk into my house and pay me a visit. Despite the fact that he was short, he was incredibly attractive. He announced to me that he was horny and was looking for someone to fuck. His girlfriend was out of townn for the evening and he couldn't help himself. I decided "What the Hell?" and we fucked. He wasn't a very good lay, but anyone will do when you're high and lonely.
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