There’s a thing called a “basil” and, Holy Jesus, we we got somma it. This thing was small and pale and nearly dead when The Bald Man put it in the ground, probably aiming to kill it for good. But then it just started growing. Now, he’s become obsessed with keeping it small. Trying to kill it some more. Sometimes, he says, “I’m gonna go out and get somma dat basil.” And he goes out and when he comes back he has a big chunk of it in his hand and then I see him cutting the shit out of it or putting it on top of red slices to eat. Which is fucked up because every time I eat green stuff from outside, I get yelled at. He keeps trying to kill that shit, but man it just grows back like it’s mad at him.