DIGIT. [GMT-4 NEW YORK]

Posted: June 7th, 2011 | Author: | No Comments »

The gum smacking and nail clacking continued as separate beats. They very thoroughly embodied the cashier’s being. Her temperament, interests, pet peeves, were transmitted through her personal Morse code to those in the vicinity. They knew not to mess with her. Her fingers were capped with golden nails: one-and-a-half inches long with silver star decals. The stars were set into flight, careening wildly with every gesture, falling with every bored propping up of the head.



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