Everyday life

I looked out and saw the dirty yellow moon hanging precariously low in the sky. It looked like some perfectly rounded aged cheese that was about to fall off, so heavy it was that it couldn’t stand being upright.

Then the train rattled on and the towering homes of brick and mortar obscured it once more.

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