- Adolf Alzuphar
Hello, my name is sebastian: devoted to losanges. I work from 9 to 5 and go home each 9 at night. I drive a blue car with a black interior and black wheels. I drive down the highway with my windows always up where someone looking in would think that I am extremely busy or doing something important. But, are we or am I? The car is mine for now, so is the house and so are the clothes. I have no reason to want to change who I am as of yet and the colors I once picked suit me fine. If a camera were to shoot me from the front I would be wearing a black shirt and a colored tie inside the blue car. I am neither black nor white and have the hair to prove it; the hair and the skin color, the mix makes me some sort of american left alone to achieve what I’d like to achieve. I drive every night.
I’ve just turned into an exit.
I don’t see any car that would be in my way. The turn off the exit is a turn up, and then a light. A few small houses in front of the light. I stop at the light as I have been doing for some time and once it goes green wait at least a few seconds, not on purpose. I turn right. I drive for a few minutes. I turn left. Pre-packaged losanges.
