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Good Burger


She just wanted a good burger.
That's all.
World's been closing in.
Issues, quandaries, paradoxes, the like.
Thinking about picking sides.
This or that, they say.
Quick, decide.
What about the other thing, she wonders.
And the other, and the other, and the other.
Maybe more like a league with 12 sides.
Teams, perhaps.
The debates would be incredible.
Streaming across Netflix, episode style.
More diversity, deeper thoughts.
Her mind was racing, details.
Questions of team size, sponsorships.
Format outlines, hosting possibilities.
It was all too much.
Now, in this time of all her time.
In this moment of all her moments.
What she really wanted was a good burger.

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