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Gerry Scott-Moore

01 Five Images - Volkswagen

10/21/22

Images:


1) Wacky colored volkswagen

2) Cereal

3) Mt. Rushmore

4) Woman meets ape

5) Game dice


Sentences;


1) The first time I saw her she was stopped at a red light, at the wheel of a garishly painted Volkswagen; it was not advertising garish, but hippie garish.

2) The first morning at summer camp we could pick from three cereals; raisin bran, cheerios and bite-sized shredded wheat.

3) We had few family vacations but the only one that included more than my brother, mom and dad, was the one at Mt. Rushmore with my Uncle Bill and Aunt Wanda scrunched into the car with the four of us.

4) She weakly batted open her eyes, her vision now clearing, and slowly focused not on a doctor or nurse hovering above her hospital bed, but a gorilla idly picking at the jumble of keys clipped to her purse.

5) He coughed hard, then blew on the dice in his fist as someone alongside the crap table yelled, "I'm not rolling those after Mr. Tuberculosis has sprayed them!"


Stitched Together:


The house, as with her volkswagen, was painted crazy and dilapidated almost beyond use. I woke quickly, dressed sitting on the edge of the bare mattress, and went hunting for anything edible; I found 3 cereal boxes and one wasn't empty. She was already sitting at the table smoking. "You do your scam only around tourist locations, like here at Rushmore, or do you work gullible folks in any town with a few bars?" she asked. I didn't know if she was really interested in my life or not, but I scratched my ass and belched with nonchalance as I sat down, trying to appear unappealing, as much like a low-end primate as possible. I didn't need a partner.

I note my backpack open in a chair and all my stuff pulled out on the table; cards, dice, keys, receipts, cancelled bus tickets, and of course my .38.