Ambiguity
- Josh Friedman
- Jan 31, 2018
- 1 min read
He buys chocolate for his wife on a random Monday afternoon, but not on Valentine's Day. Every morning, he listens to a new genre of music, and says they're all his favorite. On Saturday night, he became so alive he was almost dead. Once a month, he goes to a visionary who can't see into his cloudy future. His actions are always unclear, never to be detected by anyone.
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