a darkened office in Ohio .... a window in the wall revealed the depths of dusk until the final shimmies of sunlight were all but ready to fade out.... the office within was mostly unlit yet showed a painting of a scene from Bismark, North Dakota on a wall --- a pair of boots rested cross-legged on large heavy wooden office table --- a name badge at the front of the desk read:
Sandro Botticelli
a long match slipped against one of the boots and exploded into flame --- the flame in the darkened room led to a pipe which subsequently ejaculated short puffs of smoke -- the light from the smoke lit the smoker's face up.....
the smoker rested on his large, padded, comfortable office chair that was splayed back letting him rest his feet on the table.... the smoker's eyes dropped with sleepiness....... outside crickets thrummed
softly, in the background, the BBC played --- it was the first time one of the British announcers not only managed to not sound haughty, pompous and subsequently insecure, or just plain boring and redundant and astoundingly showed her true potential and intelligence in a non-dissappointing manner --- perhaps it was due to her subject matter and interlocutor: an autistic american woman who was an expert in slaying cattle for human consumption and a very eloquent and thinking person - also an author and university professor
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