Oddballs gather. Oddballs stay up late in the dim yellow light, chewing fast, smoking slow. Oddballs make sweet love, with occasional oddball laughter. Oddballs look at each other and wonder about hardships, failures and ideal situations. Sometimes, oddballs giggle and make strange faces. Noses loop, lips twitch, an errant strand of hair flies. Oddballs tire. They sleep like two cats in a tight embrace.
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