So often I study the mattresses donated to us at our little thrift shop at the edge of the universe. So often I scrutinize their tired skin and think:
What might be seen if only we had an ultra-violet light!
Then I wonder why my co-workers' faces are twisted into violent displays of horror, their hands thrown into great vats of moisturizing sanitizing gel and their backs twitching from revulsion.
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