Oh Fork

There is a fork in my purse. I am not sure why it is there, but there it is. I’m not sure why it is there or what to make of it. But really, need I make anything of it? It is, after all, just a fork.

p.s. dear reader: say or write the word “fork” ten or fifteen times. It gets weird after a while

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