Stuck in suburban town taking care of my ill mother I am grateful for the "accident" of these little bottles in my car. Is that haiku? How many syllables? Not a bad Christmas hearth in the background though here in the dismal suburbs. Kinda cozy. But the suburbs can fool you that way. "They" try to make you feel that way - cozy. But they - the burbs - all they do is lie to you. Try to trick you. And that's why you need - NEED - precious little bottles... They are a touche! Absurd v Absurd.
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