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Submitted to Contest #295
You ever seen one of those SafetyWalk lampposts? University installed them, like twenty years ago. Ugly little things; short and squat, a crude safety yellow, with a biiiig red button. It was a precaution. For people like me, walking home late at night. If you felt like it was dangerous, or you were at risk of being harassed, you could just press the button, wait, and someone would come help you walk home. Simple as that.I'd never used one. Never needed to. The fact of the matter was this: I wasn't afraid to walk home at night...
They always told me the Ocean was filled with salt. That must have been some other ocean though. Probably a blue one. Because my ocean was black. And it didn’t taste salty. The blackened water, with the entire colour spectrum floating on top of it like a greasy film of algae, tasted both bitter and sweet. Like a smoky marshmallow plucked out from the fire. After a few gulps, I was already feeling sleepy. A sugar crash no doubt. And when I closed my eyes, I could feel myself fall into that same inky blackness. With something...
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