Homage to Blade Runner.
You’re walking down the street. A man is walking toward you with a dead rabbit. It’s mid-afternoon. You begin to stop smiling. The man proceeds to beat you with the rabbit. In your pockets you have an overripe banana and a Chinese phrase book. You want to be offended by the smell of dead rabbit. But you find yourself distracted. You’re not eating the banana.
Why aren’t you eating the banana?