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Sweat Mark Equality

Pretty... is hard to find when you're dying in a grocery store line a million shoppers with the same sweat pants,greasy ponytails fatigue slapping conveyor belts with hordes of spam and large bags of rice is there anything more durable than grocery store conveyor belts- God must be made from grocery store conveyor belts. A woman in front of me enjoys her lean meats almond milk and big diamond rings- she slams the plastic food divider behind her floating wealth, in front of my T.V dinner(s) and budget cigarettes- her posture barking "you don't have a chance in hell buddy"- but I've been around the block and know my boundaries very well. For the next fifteen minutes we never make eye contact, but I keep glancing at that little sweat mark on her almond milky @ss, which strangely makes us more equal.

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Date: 2/10/2019 12:19:00 PM
Anthony, I keep going back to this line in amazement. I have laughed five times over the wiseness and funniness of it: "God must be made out of grocery store conveyor belts." Love this!
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