Early Evening: Gargleblaster #177

The humid summer air filled the bedroom, a slight breeze through the open window providing a break from the stifling heat.
The drone of hundreds of cicadas the only sound.
Sitting near the window, the old man smacked his arm.
“Darn skeeters.”

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28 thoughts on “Early Evening: Gargleblaster #177”

  1. I hate mosquitos. Or any bugs for that matter. The sound of the cicadas is nice though (as long as they stay in the trees).

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