For as long as I can remember, I have enjoyed black and white. I don't enjoy colors.
Black and white has no mess. Black and white has sharp edges. Black and white is soft on the eyes.
People tell me that life isn't always just black and white.
But why?
Why can't life be black and white?
I like it that way.
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Black, white, and gray
Short StoryI used to only see in things in black and white. And then everything became gray.
