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  • 5:25pm I found a box full of spoiled meat as I parallel parked into my spot. I took inventory of it’s content; ground turkey, hot dog pack, a cooked ham, some patties and salted pork in a bag. I wonder why so much food would go to waste. More so, I wonder about the failed party where this food should have been consumed. I wonder whose birthday was missed or what event was canceled. I wonder what could cause this imaginary party to never happen but only turn to darker thoughts.

    Baked by the sun, maybe this was an offering to the asphalt cat gods?
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