3 things to ponder

Your dog used to eat raw hide bones but he’s been dead for three years and you don’t even know what raw hide is, or how the hell you could feed that shit to your dog. It smells like rotting and looks like papier maché skeletons.

You don’t know what Guam is either, except some sort of US territory used as a military base, and maybe—maybe not‚ has some nice beaches. A New Yorker assumes anywhere warm has a nice beach or two .

You never loved him, but now that he loved someone else your friendship was over. Maybe you think, the stirrer winding its way around the coffee mug, you were never friends at all.


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