He feared the moment when she would ask him to dance. So he hung out by the bar drinking. And then she asked him to dance. And he rocked it.

And when the wind refused to die down, he went ahead and decided to pitch the tent anyway. They found him days later, atop a tree in Brazil.

The participants went hungry at the Council of Skeptics. And they rarely wore clothes because they did not believe in clothes. Or in hunger.

Her fear wasn’t so much her clothes but furniture. She never wanted to be too big to go out and sit in a chair. Haunted. she stops going out