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  • “But ideas lie everywhere, like apples fallen and melting in the grass for lack of wayfaring strangers with an eye and a tongue for beauty, whether absurd, horrific, or genteel.”
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Artifacts (Hint Memoir)

Who would have guessed that one day seeing a phone booth would be such a shock?


 

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  1. TerryNo Gravatar says:

    But ever since that Superman craze started, they all seemed to be filled with people in various stages of slipping into and out of tights and capes.

    • AnitaNo Gravatar says:

      Lol!

      Suddenly the phone booths around the city started to mysteriously disappear. Coincidentally the All Superman Costume Shop got new dressing rooms around the same time.

      • TerryNo Gravatar says:

        Magically, the streets began to fill with old time cowboys and scantilly clad saloon girls in capes. I even saw a Gorilla’s and a Frankenstein with big S’s on their chests meeting in the frozen food section for a clandestine rendevous. Even the President and Michelle took to wearing simple but elegant black capes with smartly turned up collars…and what is that…???…growing on the Presidents upper lip…and is that a hicky or a bit mark on Michelle?

        • AnitaNo Gravatar says:

          All this caused a crises for the real Superman ™. Not only did he have to wait in line to use one of the few remaining phone booths whenever he had to go fight bad guys, but he found that when he finally did arrive at the their location they often overlooked him due to the crowd of capes and S’s everywhere.

          ‘Enough is enough’ he thought. He called a press conference to address the issue but no reporters showed up, they had plenty of other Superman related news to keep them busy.

          The audience consisted solely of lawyers…each of them loudly jostling to get the attention of Superman and pitch him their plan to protect his copyright once and for all.

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