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January in July

It's been long since we last picnicked over the country flag.

The plates were left untouched, and the rest of us were playing outside.

Mice were still asleep in their trap beds covered in high-pressure blankets.

I felt sad, but got no response from over-the-counter medication.

Little did I know... I have now come to realize all the men were dead.

And the rest of us were playing outside with cocking guns.

Out west was our backyard but our compasses pointed north.