And I had begun…

And I had begun to rustle through the papers of which I had been given but an hour ago by a young , teenage girl riding a bicycle in the style of anxious hurricanes screaming ‘want to hear some news? This news is not a noose! Then slowly take your hands off the bloody pew!’

She had indeed surprised me but I had gotten used to erratic weather and she was just another tornado under circumstances of a discreet charm.

I say discreet in its appropriate sense. For I’ve seen more peculiarities in the same people who probably would have searched for a more suitable term in their definition of absurdity.


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