CHICAGO (a small portion from something larger)
I felt really depressed about the thing. I specifically picked the pumpkin patch because of the kangaroo. In my mind I imagined it to be a majestic beast, surly as fuck, chortling hatred and disgust through its small nostrils. Instead it looked like a shackled baby with down syndrome, sitting in the bright light of a lamp, waiting for death.
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