"once, i read a story about a butterfly in the subway, and today, i saw one! it got on at 42nd and 59th, where, i assume it was going to bloomingdale's to buy a hat that will turn out to be a mistake, as almost all hats are."
"listen to this: every night, a truck pulls up next to my neighborhood bagel place, and pumps about a hundred tons of flour into underground tanks. and then the air is filled with a white dust that never seems to settle.. why is that?"
i live for character development.