NOTHING
'I ain't about nothing,' the man with the
flared nostrils was saying while flailing
about. He seemed to be about fury to me.
Chinaman in a glass house? I forget what
they say - about something out of control.
Madman O'Leary, taking out 25 souls on St.
Crispin's Day. I think I read that somewhere
once too. We have too many stories to digest.
And you? How's your day? Have you read
your installment of Nothing today?
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