The graphic designer left the galley to use the bathroom.

He walked out into the gutter, through the columns, past the ragged widows and orphans, down by the river.

He went past the crops, but cut himself on some tracking and began to bleed.

He listened to the radio on the way, CMYK-FM with the morning host, Cooper Black.

He needed to get the lead out and get to where he was going.

He was set, he entered stall 30.

When he was finished, he was quite perplexed.

He looked in the two cases. The upper one and the lower one.

What to do?

In neither one, there was no flush, left. There was no flush, right.

He was angry but felt quite justified.

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