Description of what? A curved ball?  The weather is mild for this time of year, the stones that form the structure of the buildings are still warm from the Indian Summer we've just had, but it's colder now, the ground littered with yellows and oranges that can be devious in their charm as they start to rot and turn to slime, causing the unaware to lose there footing, another one of life's curved balls, you just never saw it coming, so you can't describe what it looks like because by the time you've observed them they've already changed, and because you never see them coming you can never know what they look like and so they keep catching you on the side of your head, causing your brain to rattle and hurt at the impact, the ripples circle outwards from there heliocentric universe and into infinity - I'm a Fujiyama Mama On Gallus Ground and I'm thirsty - got any sake?

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