I was hungry, so I ate the last burger in the world. The old man looked at me with sad old eyes that reflected his sad old heart, but I still ate it. I have always been shallow, so shallow that you can even see the goldfish swimming just below my skin, around my veins. So frozen, even when you take me out of the fridge and try to thaw me, the chips of ice remain in my hair and in between my toes.