xoxo, nico

i met an old lady on the street selling ninety-nine cent dreams. she told me i was guaranteed at least one but i would have much better luck buying the deal for three times the fun. i took her word and she handed me the package i paid for with pennies then i went on my way to the next persons’ needs with my magic bag filled to the brim with something pretend. until this day it remains unopened.

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