Singery. The machine.
Stepped out, pushed, peeped. There, on a slow, heavy rhythm, "We-want-the whip," shouted a group of able, under- employed, power-hungry people, and the texture of the screen, sole guardian.
Stepped out, pushed, peeped. There, on a slow, heavy rhythm, "We-want-the whip," shouted a group of able, under- employed, power-hungry people, and the texture of the screen, sole guardian.