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WITNESS ME!!

I spray chrome spray paint and a little bit (all of it) gets in my mouth. It tastes like hope and possibilities. I take a mighty leap off my hot dog cart, both hands clutching a fistful of sea monkeys. Before striking down the massive pigeon beneath me, a terrible wind surges forth and I look up, too late, and am swept away toward Dallas. Only a slippery residue and the faint smell of coconut remains. The vile, obscene pigeon gives mighty wheeze of indifference before it starts to lick up the zero-friction residue…

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