The bench was empty every Wednesday evening morning. Love having been lost alone he went to sit. Bleak weekends following bleak weekdays, but the bus came and he was the happiest squirrel in the yard. She was only liked women, men chased her because the 16th was dawning upon them. Destruction was imminent, so the owner of the car brought his gun.
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after the war she skipped down the street to be met with a humungus bus and the leader of the 16th. He stepped off the bus and saw her standing, waiting for him and him alone. He was in love, but he was merely a he, and she was she. Production was necessary so he gave her a hug and led her into the plastic factory to meet her final doom.
