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The Last Slice

Banana Man is staring at the wall watching the paint dry.

The paint has been dry for decades. It’s still dry.

He’s thinking: “To the T! To the B! To the Mutha-fucking G!

He’s looking at The Last Slice, on the table cold for a while now, having left greasy trails on the paper plates.

He’s thinking: “What if that is the last slice of pizza that will ever be seen on Earth again?”

When you stare into The Last Slice, it stares back into you.

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