Refrigerator
       

I woke up inside my refrigerator and questioned whether it wasn't about time to cut back on my drinking. Decided nevertheless to remain there a bit, studying the climate and the light conditions. But wouldn't you know, there came a snow shower, and rarely have I ever seen a more remarkable twilight. Peas hung twinkling in the night sky, and the ground was full of eggs. Like everything else, the experience of true beauty depends upon a certain moderation, so the question was whether or not someone could hear me. "May I come out now," I asked hesitantly, "may I?"

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