Sick Sacraments - The Chapters

30. the streets of excremento Independence Day was only a few days away and the sound of exploding   bottle rockets and other flammable objects made life feel and sound   like a war zone. He groped for a pillow to cover his head to block   out the explosions that were occurring outside his bedroom window. In   the darkness of his pillow cave, he went looking for beauty in the   streets of sacramento, or for something that at least looked cool,   calm, and sane, but every block that he turned over in his mind was   ugly, melting and out of place. Even the elm trees that had looked beautiful and green a few months   ago were now brown and full of disease. Every summer, little puce-  gutted bugs descended upon the majestic shade covering that lined the   downtown streets. The Dutch Elm Beetles attacked and devoured en   masse. Every year, the group of city workers in white outfits and   orange hats who only worked at night would i...