Forwarded from Bounds of Erotic Polymorphic Shitpost
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The Ping Pong Table That Wasn’t - Tomiyasu Hayahisa’s Years of Observation
People treating the ping pong table as if it were anything but. Students draping themselves across it, sunbathers stretching out like lizards, children scrambling underneath like it was a concrete cave. One man perched solemnly at the edge, lost in a daydream. Others used it as a makeshift bar, setting up drinks while revelers danced around it. It was, in turns, a gym bench, a bus stop, a hiding place from the rain.
People treating the ping pong table as if it were anything but. Students draping themselves across it, sunbathers stretching out like lizards, children scrambling underneath like it was a concrete cave. One man perched solemnly at the edge, lost in a daydream. Others used it as a makeshift bar, setting up drinks while revelers danced around it. It was, in turns, a gym bench, a bus stop, a hiding place from the rain.
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