Steve Stevenson
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Choices and The Tunnel
"Hiro! My dearest Hiro. Why doth thee labor away at thine rectangular enslavement cube. Come hither! Let us depart from these shackles into the great catastrophe that is humanity. We must partake on the throes of history." Jolan was preparing for his next play so the antics were a little higher than usual. During his riveting speech I met the disgruntled eyes of my colleagues. It had to be addressed, loudly. "JOLAN, you can't keep barging in here like this! This is a laboratory you could have startled someone!" I looked towards the apathetic faces surrounding me, no one cared. Jolan reaching in his jacket to fetch a bribe. "Allow me to redress this unwelcomed performance with an offer of TWO complimentary drinks with any ticket purchased to next weeks..." I grabbed him by the elbow and dragged him outside while sincerely pondering. "What is wrong with you?" He dusted himself off as I closed the door behind me.
By Steve Stevenson3 years ago in Humans