Yo, today was fine. I had two sandwiches for lunch. One was from last night and one was from this morning. They both went well with my cherry yogurt.
The baseball game was rain delayed until 8:50. We sat under the bleachers and ate burgers and fries. The sun was setting and the sky over left field was glowing all purple and pink. A stray cirrus cloud gleamed in the face of the approaching dark.
This epic battle between day and night turned blood red, and I said "I think it's like God commenting on the rampant sin in the capital area. The lone cirrus is like his tear of sympathy for the Hell that surely awaits us all."
My friend looked at me. "I think it's smog."
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