One day it started snowing, I thought it was the end of the world. Because it never stopped afterwards. I wish I knew what day it was to be able to count but I lost count even before I began to. Thank God we have the news, but I don’t watch the news. What I chose to watch was a memory. A memory of a movie I watched several times during my teenage years: City of Angels. Meg Ryan did look like an angel I remember; Nicholas Cage was ok before he got hurt during his attempt to free fall and become human. They fall in love, live together in a cottage house and when she goes out to grab his favorite fruit, the pears, she dies on her bike hit by a truck.
Conclusion is, never fall in love with an angel, or you’ll end up dead meat. Didn’t want to make it graphic but dead meat is the right way to put it. Anyhow this is why the pact with angels stopped and humans started mating. Which led us to movies like fifty shades of grey and Nymphomaniac. Yes, I put these two titles in one sentence. And that’s how the world started my child. Remember me, the dude…Bowl, bye.
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