Cans
His cans weigh him down.
He needs them to survive.
Without them, he goes hungry.
A man in a small grey truck pulls over ans asks the man if he wants a ride.
He steps in the car and thanks him.
As they drive along, he notices a soda can in a ditch and asks...
"Could you please stop?"
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