"The future never meets us in the ways we imagine."

- David Kaczynski










Each day, Leon awoke
with just one burning thought in his head,

"Today, I blow this Popsicle stand!"













But each night,
as if under some perverse curse,
he would once again

find himself in the only home
he'd ever known.








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