Different Tastes

I recognise her to be the hardworking cleaner-mistress, Ms Sumitra madam, on her way into work for her night shift. I recognise her from her shoes and socks, which she shoves into my face whilst enjoying a juicy, red apple high above me. And thus she tastes sweet fruit whilst I taste dirty sneaker.

Note how her white socks are dirty too.






















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