Sturgeon Mooning

It's night time and i'm outside. Its at a busy, buzzy place, feels quite touristy and its a warm summmer evening, next to a river that i cannot see, lots of dining and drinking with lit-up signs and peole mooching about. I feel like I'm with some people but at this point I'm stood chatting to a man sat at a wooden picnic table. we've onlu just been introduced & he's a performer of sorts. I think the people I know, know him and I want to endear myself to him; he is a very bright, happy, confidant person and I want to impress. Whatever Ive been saying I conclude by pointing directly at the middle of my face and slowly move my head so that it points at my ears whilst saying "its not left its RIGHT...' as I conclude this I look over my shoulder, as part of the act, and this reveals a large Full moon directly behind me that I have been concealing. I am pleased with myself as this concludes whatever I was talking about previously and am proud of pulling off this revelation. As I look at the large moon in the sky I suddenly see colourful glitches and abberations about it. I'm disappointed as I realise that the sky is just a big video screen and the whole thing is a fake. after thought: I was not aware of the moon cycle at the time but it turned out that this happened during a full moon… - woooooo

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