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Published: Tuesday 08 Dec 2020 | Edited: Tuesday 08 Dec 2020


I once watched a guy I knew blast a seagull from a ways away with a shotgun.

We all walked over together to see it.

When we got to where it landed, it was doing that thing we do when we're dying.

He tucked his bottom lip under his teeth and stomped it out of life.

Then he looked out over the horizon, away from all of us.

His face was all sad and some relief.