The first thing I saw, on the bench? I'm not sure "saw" is the right word. I...felt stuff. Like, not just emotions, though I felt emotions too. But it was hot.

[ lava not so far below, heat in the air, the water wasn't that cold, either - ]

There were, uh, crocodiles. All around me? Puttin' veggies and shit in a soup pot. Which I was in. The onions were makin' me cry.

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Does that have any homoerotic undertones or have we hit like uncharted territory here, sis.