Jun 15th, 2017
We make up songs. A jumpsuited man trimming hedges with a chainsaw stops to answer Fable's "What is that?" with a tutorial on how the chain turns and severs. A woman in a purple hoodie joins our silly dance as we wait at a crosswalk, cementing Fable's belief that the morning is intentionally full of her favorite color, her preferences the axis of a magically accommodating swirl of a world.