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I will never forget
One night in August 2024 I took a walk down to the beach to hear the teenagers roll into shore
I smelled smoke
I looked across the street
Someone had nailed a bum to the neon lit 7-11 sign
His body formed the sign of the cross
He had been torched
There he was, crackling and burning against the night sky
He was the first saint I had ever seen
I smelled smoke
I looked across the street
Someone had nailed a bum to the neon lit 7-11 sign
His body formed the sign of the cross
He had been torched
There he was, crackling and burning against the night sky
He was the first saint I had ever seen
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