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Stuck between the tracks. Railroad to hell. Sounds like a country song.
A spinning cartwheel of color. Turquoise melds into blue, and everything but the bar disappears from view. Chalk powdered onto hands, she grasps the wooden bar, determined to accomplish something original.
Today is Saturday. That's important because he gets to sleep in. But he knows there's another reason this Saturday is important. He just wishes he could remember what that reason is. He goes into the kitchen, and sees her sitting at the table. That's when he notices that the sky outside the window is practically black. He hasn't just slept late; he's slept the entire day away. And that's when he remembers: Shit, her birthday.
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