

A night in the life of...He walks with purpose, while everyone else is running in the opposing direction. This does not surprise the man at all; he has always been the odd one. A slight nip in the air moves him to button up his jacket, obtained at the local Salvation Army. He smirks at a young mother rushing toward the conflagration with a small child clutched in her arms. The man takes a moment to draw a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it with his Zippo. One long drag, then another, until he exhales a filthy cloud of carcinogens. He glances back at the fire and the growing black and red and sooty monster laying waste to the aged house. &nA night in the life of...
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how _not_ to bake a cakeI baked a cake today. Tossed the eggshells on the floor And let them cut my toes. (Walking on eggshells isn’t very fun) Added bittersweet cocoa to the bowl And not enough sugar. (I never cared too much for recipes) Burned my fingertips on the pan And didn’t give a shit. (Pain is something learned) I baked a cake today.how _not_ to bake a cake
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