Fake Patois
A Feral cat the masser
chased me through the streets of the city. It chased me through parks, and bushes and swamps, through mountain valleys and quiet pastures. After it had finally stopped chasing me, I stopped to catch my breath and gazed at my reflection in the still pond. I lit a cigarette and realized that I had forgotten my Rolex at Denny's. And it was at this moment that I stopped thinking about Jacqueline and realized that my own lonliness would reach out from the pond and pull me down.
--"The Facility for Greater Mistakes"
A Feral cat the masser
chased me through the streets of the city. It chased me through parks, and bushes and swamps, through mountain valleys and quiet pastures. After it had finally stopped chasing me, I stopped to catch my breath and gazed at my reflection in the still pond. I lit a cigarette and realized that I had forgotten my Rolex at Denny's. And it was at this moment that I stopped thinking about Jacqueline and realized that my own lonliness would reach out from the pond and pull me down.
--"The Facility for Greater Mistakes"