Morality Preachers Breachers
somewhere along Chapora beach
Crab 1: OMG! Look. We have too many humans around here.
Crab 2: (swearing) Damn. They are everywhere. I mean, like everywhere.
Crab 1: What the fuck is their problem? Can’t they leave us in harmony?
Crab 2: It never used to be like this before.
Crab 1: What do you mean?
Crab 2: I mean, the stories that I heard from my grandma described a “peaceful fishing village”.
Crab 1: Uh oh. That ain’t the story here.
Crab 2: Whatever…I’m going inside (burying itself inside the wet sand)
Crab 1: Wait… I’m following you…(digging in to the sand)
mumbling…Conquistadores! Conquistadores!