joey stares into the tough guy mystery capsule banner. the tough guy mystery capsule banner stares into joey. joey imagines the gentle brush of its perfectly shaped handlebar mustache against his neck, the dry, clammy texture of its leather hat nicking his brow. joey’s mind strays to an idyllic park where tough guy mystery capsule holds him in its powerful arms, alone, forever.

"i AM a tough guy," whispers joey

he reaches for his mother’s credit card

"i AM"

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