When the familiar no longer is.
I envision the petri garden hacked/sneezed into the crooked elbows of the germ deflectors, a techno growth of disgusting reality denial, but so much more pleasant than the visceral slime spewed through masks directly toward us.
Ewww.
And all over the counter food is prepared, and all over the food ready to be served and the same for the coffee.
I envision the petri garden hacked/sneezed into the crooked elbows of the germ deflectors, a techno growth of disgusting reality denial, but so much more pleasant than the visceral slime spewed through masks directly toward us.
Ewww.
And all over the counter food is prepared, and all over the food ready to be served and the same for the coffee.