dion. 29. san francisco. bartender/waste of star-stuff. i am afraid of enclosed spaces, going outside without sunscreen, and music that came out after the nineties. I like sewing, science, and spooky stuff.
So tonight one of the local fishermen brought me four live crabs as a gift, perhaps a tip. I considered taking them home and cooking them, I wondered if I could do it… I do like crab and there has to be something good about working on the wharf. My waitress left with two of them. I put mine in a box and walked down to the beach and let them go into the cold salty ocean. They raised their stupid little claws up as the water washed over them, I cried. I swear they looked triumphant as they skittered out into the water. I’m happy I let them go. I think they wanted to live.

So tonight one of the local fishermen brought me four live crabs as a gift, perhaps a tip. I considered taking them home and cooking them, I wondered if I could do it… I do like crab and there has to be something good about working on the wharf. My waitress left with two of them. I put mine in a box and walked down to the beach and let them go into the cold salty ocean. They raised their stupid little claws up as the water washed over them, I cried. I swear they looked triumphant as they skittered out into the water. I’m happy I let them go. I think they wanted to live.

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