Article: 261413 of talk.bizarre From: email@example.com (M. Bryant) Newsgroups: talk.bizarre Subject: The Suit Within Date: 1 Dec 1995 22:49:10 GMT Organization: University of Washington (Seattle) Lines: 15 Message-ID: <firstname.lastname@example.org> NNTP-Posting-User: mdbryant Status: O X-Status: The suit has left the kitchen now, please adjust your watches accordingly. They all sat bolt upright, sipping their soup and watched him pull away in a car that one forgets as soon as it is seen. The vines in his head become his link to the sun, his rubber bands of control. But soon They will be stepping up to him, as if they could see him. Or stepping up to the thing that he represents and they will toss coins for him. He smiles thinking of the coins, putting memories into them and tossing them into the fountain. Billy would have made him regret that, if anyone could remember who Billy was. The road stretches out before him now, and yawns.