Every day I have toy and I play with it and try to reach infinity. Come on: my little self teaches me: don’t burst your ego ….Yet I am always thinking I am reaching infinity.

Every day in the evening, I hold the thing in my trembling hands and I glimpse across the letters and numbers and to my sad realization, I never come anywhere close. I sigh in disgust.

She was a young widow who always had a face with a wrinkled frown. I always wanted to ask her. But I never did. But I know what she wanted: she wanted a four letter word (LOL).

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