Sauro Motel Blog



Friday, June 8th, 2012

Sam’s replacement in the foxhole at Omaha Beach swallowed a shrapnel sandwich. Years of shenanigans followed.

Sam married a model. Elsewhere, they were manufacturing better ones.

Her Dreamcatcher hung from the rearview mirror of Sam’s Mustang long after she deserted him.

At the VA Hospital, Sam became paralyzed while snowflakes that glittered like crystals dissipated outside.

Sam lent the Mustang to an acquaintance who sold it for quick cash. That weasel waved goodbye to Sam with green hands.