The world was freezing over. There was ice
everywhere. Even in hearts. That's when spaceman Spiff got a message. You will
see a red button in the middle of a huge white dial, just press that and the
world will be saved. He didn't know what to make out of it until he yanked open
his ancient refrigerator's door.
Looks like the fog just spared my window to the street. The street lights looked liking smokers in an alley. The cobble stones were wet from the drizzle. The street dogs were busy barking at something. A breeze just unsettled the garbage can's lid. My world hasn't changed much. Everyday I look for some sign of change. Nothing seems to change. I have grown bald. My eyesight has dimmed. My kids have grown. The window pane has gathered dust and dirt. The spiders have evolved. Some old buildings have given way to new ones. The neon signs have gone. Still nothing seem to have changed. Change they say has to come from within. But then, what can come out of an empty narrow dead end?
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