There is a thumbtack stuck to the ceiling,
It is green.
This room is very quiet,
The Jealous Hypocrite shoots me disapproving glances from across the table.
Our neighbors speak of random oddities in muffled voices from behind the wall.
I am bored tonight, with no actual work left for me.
There is a thumbtack stuck to the ceiling.
It is green.
And it is fascinating.
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