Odd anthropomorphisms #3

Garlan had always felt like the odd one out on the street. Never got any attention, didn’t even have so much as a shack to his name. All he had was some guy who came round twice a week to throw cold water in his face.

Garlan had always felt like the odd one out on the street. Never got any attention, didn’t even have so much as a shack to his name. All he had was some guy who came round twice a week to throw cold water in his face.
Losing weight. Not one of my skirts will sit properly around my waist now.
It’s completely inappropriate for the occasion, but I love it.
Times are tough, financially speaking. I’m just saving money by growing my own penicillin.

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