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The path: hobo, Against all odds, Support, Phone, Carrot, sock, and Hope


Deal 1362: Pop stop.

My album never dropped. It was intended to be a collection for the finest of foods.

But no matter. The future I see before me is far more interesting than fame or fortune or a lifetime of fine dining.

The cult will provide. At least, the cult says it will provide hope for a better tomorrow.

That silly obsession I used to have for happiness and music is past. I live now for the hope of a better tomorrow. And only the hope. Never the actual tomorrow.

I do miss the music though.


Deal 1339: Bearly

Chickens, everywhere. In some spaces, just one. In others, a thousand. Everywhere I turn, chickens. I’ve opened every door I can find, only to find more chickens.

Then I spot it, standing in the center of the square, surrounded by fowl. A phone booth.

I work my way through the crowd to its door, and sneak inside.

Amazingly, no chicken follows.

When I peek outside, I see the birds slowly backing away.

Then the flash of light.

They back away faster. I open the door, and get a glimpse of my reflection as the glass moves. Suddenly I’m dressed all in white, carrying a cane, and sporting a white goatee. No wonder the chickens are backing away.

As they move aside, I see some hope of escape without a chicken in tow.

I make my way onwards, and through the next door. Into a room full of teddy bears. Big bears. Small bears. Fluffy bears. Buff bears. Toothy bears.

Suddenly, I’m envious of the chickens.

But no matter. I’m almost through, so I calmly walk through and out the final door.