• The wad of earwax-looking, hickory-smoke-smelling medicine my dental surgeon put in one of my wisdom tooth sockets because it’s infected.
    • The centuries-old-looking jar it came from.
  • Sem Bênção / Sem Crença by Oruã (via Dad).
  • “I believe in a pee pee poop” to the tune of “I Believe in a Thing Called Love.”
  • The Oberweis delivery truck outside a friend’s house at 3AM.