Sunday, April 22, 2018

Sunday Sentence: My Favorite Thing Is Monsters by Emil Ferris

Simply put, the best sentence(s) I’ve read this past week, presented out of context and without commentary.

Walking into a warm steamy diner during a Chicago winter is like going from Alaska to a tropical country where the President is a giant onion ring who smothers you with greasy bear hugs while chain-smoking.

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