Monster

I just finished eating a meal at Panda. It was pretty good. The brown rice paired a deliciousness soft and chewy to the palette of my tongue. Also, I found a closed Monster can, alone and cold, by itself at a dining table. I figured it was no one else, strangely no one else turned the minute I stood over the can the whole place rested on a heavy silence as a cloud of meditation. I too

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