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I reached out to my cousin, who is a professional witch, and channeled Beverly Clearly's ghost for this piece. She told she loved me. I told her I loved her...and I showed her my mouse tattoo on my inner thigh. Things heated up from there.

My cousin handed us magic earrings and we joined souls, briefly. Bathed in the orange flames emitted from her candle next to the Ouija Board, her ghost moved in me, and pointed my mouse finger towards the MS paint Spray can. We sprayed and talked about life's beauty and fleetingness. At the end, I asked her if I could see her again, in heaven. She said no, because there was no chance I would get in.

The rat race is a profound exploration of life. It is a testimony of our sprint towards death. It is many things. But above all else, it is a JPEG of a rat on a motorcycle.