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Krispy Kreme Fan Fiction

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The enlightenment does not phone first. It does not RSVP, it does not make it’s call Saturday casual. No. That old draft bolts out from the essence, bastard and urgent. Once the enlightenment has chosen it’s vessel, routine and control shrink from the blessed into a hazy yesterwhen, before singular obsession held rein.
Sometimes the enlightenment arrives a sacred charge imparted by the neighbor’s Doberman, one hot New York summer. Sometimes it is the imminent ring of a dread red phone, hotline to the world’s reset switch. Sometimes it is the pink beam refracting off of a religious pendant hanging from the neck of the delivery woman. Sometimes it’s a wild brier ablaze high upon Sinai. For Michael McCormick the enlightenment was a white rapper from the rust belt. Where the confluence of the Algonquin and the Alegheny formed the mighty Ohio, a beacon was shining. The enlightenment had chosen Michael McCormick and his Alabama home would soon lose a prophet to the call. Woe to them and so on.

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Krispy Kreme Fan Fiction

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Coral dusk Texas; the cowboy moves tri-tip out of temptation’s way. He must concentrate. Steak plate slides, bunching up gingham crossed juke joint table. Wagon Train on UHF.

The cowboy murmurs and the steak abides. There’s a thing. It’s a thing happenin’. Young one crossed dishrag-sky Pennsylvania. Young one named Mac Miller.

Like that steak shoved down table, the cowboy nudges an imperative across time and space. “Buy the T-shirt, Mike. Buy it and wear it and never take it off. Let it be your mask and cape. Let it be your sigil.”

And Mike does. He goes to Karmaloop with his mom’s Visa and starts down a path of legend.

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