Conversations with Chester

When you live in Old Town, every bar conversation is some variation of the following:

Pretty big for monkeys.

You always have that option.

I like the song.

Weighing me down…

Where’s my script? Also: You got cancelled. I mean: Socks.

Huge prizes. Good story.

Smelling like an Earth child:

I took the bullet…

It’s the same songs on the radio, right?

Collecting water. ..and magnets.

I can talk to people in my head.

Cool.

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