The Moveable Feast

Around 9:19 Sunday morning, a group of the gleaming victorious held their trophy improbably aloft as they processed along a predetermined route–grass, soil, concrete, rock. An entire congregation of them, as exoskeletal and bronzed as their trophy, the hind-leg of an unfortunate cockroach, meaty, mute contrast to those who intend to be meticulous

As they devour all

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