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The Only Red Things We Saw in Town by Jun Ma except for brick and there wasn't much of that: Monster movie poster, two packs of Winstons (mine), Hoover in a hardware shop, one-ninth of the holiday lights, a googly lobster hat on a lump in a stroller. Tomatoes clearly trucked in. Chopstick wrappers and a metro line we never took. A gruesome chicken chain store sign. Your cocktail with a dirty name. That's it. The traffic lights were broken green or both at once. |
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