Ethan Switch - Monday, 2 August, 2004 - 17:20:36 - print it raw
Living among the near dead, a young woman thought she had awoken to the ghastly nightmare of mirrored visions and geriatrics screaming obscenities while naked from the side of the interstate highway. As it was soon revealed, she had in fact stumbled upon an open gravesite flanked by grieving retirees of the rival nursing home.
Rhonda Lewisham, only in her mid-20s now torn beyond those years, was shocked and appalled by the sight that has now soiled her mind. "Horrendous, absolutely vile!" she shouted as a man wearing a black shirt and even bluer hair handed her a freshly topped urn full of ashes. "Where can I go from here that won't remind me of naked old people and their unsightly folds and lesions?"
One woman in the throng of thong-less offered her own room, a glass and a half of full cream milk and a nightie stained by freshly dug dirt. It’s believed that the previous occupant had only taken a short rest before the commotion.
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