NYC: A Normal Day


The whole fucking car is wide open and he sits here! Jesus I hate this city. Why do I even wake up anymore.

Ass knuckles everywhere.

I wonder if I could move to Miami. God that one week was perfect. Never been that happy before. What was that girls name. Samantha? Bertha?

Fuck did he just scoot closer ? Oh my fucking God why does he smell so bad? It’s like body odor and cologne got into a fight, fell in love and had anal sex in an airless humid closet.

Published by Bryan Aiello

Raised on Florida’s Gulf Coast, Bryan served in the Army, graduated from the University of South Florida and now calls Brooklyn home. For more of his fiction and updates on his podcasts, follow him on Twitter: @bryaiello and Reddit: /u/voyage_of_roadkill.

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