#32

A red and blue coat draped over the back of a tall bar chair. A phone recently deceased resting darkly in pocket. Leaving man in peace, leaving thumbs restless. A frosty glass of brown beer. Tall men running around throwing an orange ball into an orange netted hoop blares brightly from a prominently placed tv. Uncaring eyes observe, glued to the to and fro and neon bright. The bartender asks how the food was, walks away before an answer can be given. Not a soul for miles.