I thought I saw death today, minding his own business. I stopped, trying not to stare, but wondering what was that expression there. You know him, yes? He’s all bones, and his face, there’s no skin, just a skull. Very distinct. You’d think there wouldn’t be much play in a face like that. You can’t really do anything with it except maybe tilt your head at different angles, open and close your jaw, and yet, I have to say, it was a face, an expression.
At first, I thought him sad, but then, his teeth, set permanently to a smile…
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