/lit/ - Literature

>>17761637
"CAPITALISTS could be here," she thought, "I've never been in this neighborhood before. There could be CAPITALISTS anywhere." The cool wind felt good against her tattoos. "I HATE CAPITALISTS" she thought. The antifa choirs reverberated the entire neighborhood, making it pulsate even as the $9 marijuana circulated through the smooth crevices of her brain and washed away her (merited) fear of the elitist patriarchy. "With a mask, you can go anywhere you want" she said to herself, out loud.