bopis

I'm a foreigner and that sounded to me like a long bad word involving the privates of parents, the purported unorthodox sexual habits, the feces of rainbow tropical birds, and the hidden name of the local god. Commiserate. Then the natives explained the word to me, showed me their people, what their people eat and don't eat, what their educated spend for art. They showed me what they killed. They whispered shame. I understood, and I grew the white skin of these natives who said commiserate. I knew that evil needed all four syllables.

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