Zanois
Mr. Menutia
His face rests red and buriedin the crevasse of a tree,embarrassed that we've discovered him in this state.He shrugs and sobs and wipes his nose,and awkwardly stumbles away.A casual joke from a tourist sparks a realizationthat his whole life is but one-fourth of their vacationsand he wonders why he has wasted his life...This property is stunning,stunning but surely not his.It seems that a studio apartment's where he'll always live.He has a vast knowledgeof literature from F to F,yet 45 minutes of tidbits is all he has to give.He prays for some sort of resolve,but it appears he will remain an inconclusive novel.
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