As I waited for my girlfriend to finish her set, I wandered
around the artist’s market, feeling somewhat out of place among the bohemians.
But then something caught my eye. I walked over, and picked
it up.
“A whip? Here?” I asked, incredulous.
“Hey, that’s a socially responsible and environmentally friendly
riding crop!” said the long (dirty) haired girl running the stall. “The shaft
is cane, the cover is hemp, all organically grown.” she explained.
“And I’d use this horse riding?”
“Riding unwilling animals is cruel!”
“Then what use is this?”
She licked her lips, then winked.
“I’ll take it.”
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