He felt like he was inside of a cup. It was a slender cup, though he was by no means a slender man. He was not uncomfortable, however. Simply annoyed. And then the bird came.
A bird was always coming to him when he felt as if he were inside of a cup: a big colorful bird that makes all sorts of sounds. He would always confuse these sounds with words and begin speaking to the creature. This always seemed to quiet the bird down, and after a few moments it would typically fly away. The man would then be left alone, still feeling as if he were inside of a slender but not uncomfortable cup.
A bird was always coming to him when he felt as if he were inside of a cup: a big colorful bird that makes all sorts of sounds. He would always confuse these sounds with words and begin speaking to the creature. This always seemed to quiet the bird down, and after a few moments it would typically fly away. The man would then be left alone, still feeling as if he were inside of a slender but not uncomfortable cup.
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