Mac spent two days and nights in the portable toilet.

It was dark and the bowl was overflowing. The smell was beyond endurable. Unable to sit on the seat, Mac found himself leaning, half-laying, on the wall.

Time crawled like the flies on his face. And when Time crawls it likes to play tricks. Hours become seconds and seconds become infinite.

And infinity becomes the moment before the moment that is after the moment before.

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