February 16, 2004
#11 :: Bakelite billiard ball
Translucent and full of stored kinetic energy, it is noisy even at rest. I picture it at the center of a table surrounded by drunks and meth-addled bikers all whacking it with increasingly vicious force as they get more and more intoxicated and pissed off at the way their game is going. Maybe after a particularly bullshit shot, someone says something he shouldn't have, and someone else wraps it up in a bar towel and beats the piss out of him with it before casually flipping it back onto the cigarette-burned felt, where it bounces off onto a barstool leg or a radiator, earning yet another of the thousand-and-one nicks and zips that mar its creamy surface.
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