Working on a story, THE PIT...
"At the edge of the field a paved area behind the post office was bathed in the glow of a fluorescent light. Here our skin turned blue. Our lips looked purple. The acne on Paul's forehead stood out in shiny purple mountains like a raised relief map. Blonde hair became green. We looked at our teeth and our tongues and our nails, twisting our hands in front of our eyes. We marveled at how we looked like dead guys. Then we crept across the street and quietly took the trail behind Madrani Market down into the forest..."
Went down to the forest, took a few pictures, saw some tourists on the trail, spoke a couple moments, sold some books. Good times. Danke, Torsten!
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one of the short stories in AVENUE OF THE GIANTS:
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Much obliged, folks!