Challenge
type the first 100 words that come to mind
Posters
Bins of burning posters purposefully send smoke into the sky. For what purpose who is to say, we only know it has a purpose because it is happening, and things that happen have purposes. The smoke is thick with chemicals and faded memories. The posters had seen a lot in their time. Drunken college nights, adoring eyes of teenage dreamers, and the sloppy nests of those birds who dared not spread their wings and fly. As the smoke continued to pollute the air a man walked up and began to warm his hands. Finally the posters purpose has been served.
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