black

Black

They said they liked this one the most. It would fit me the best.
Of all the shirts they had seen at the GABF, the Great American Beer Festival.

I thought it was alright. I was too happy people brought a T back home especially for me.

Although I’m not a Goth.

And that quilt, that’s what we call a grand foulard.
Each night I’m sleeping underneath it.

Unless it’s dirty. Than it’s hanging here, where it’s hanging now, waiting for the moment it’s dry enough to be used again.



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