Tag: anger
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The Angry Bench
Some benches are more than places to rest, more than places with an impressive view; some seem to continually attract the same type of people. Perhaps some benches feel the mood of their occupants; perhaps some of them take on a sort of monochromal agency… I have to admit that my acquaintance with most park…
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Oh world, but that thy strange mutations make us hate thee
Do you sometimes use words you do not really understand? Words that swirl around you like autumn leaves in the wind; words that come to you as innocent as children, playing; as strangers, lost? Words can be like that: splashing against you by accident then sticking like mud. Sometimes, they are only substitutes for something…