The narrative takes a turn here. The persona is watching the crowd, not really able to relate. Standing still, he decides to take care of his own business.
The shotgun/postage stamp references the feeling of irrelevance the elderly feel. The old man I’m mentioning is gripping his gun while his importance is quickly fading away. He’s as relevant in today’s world as a postage stamp is relevant in the internet era, so he’s committing suicide.
THAT’S HOW HARD I GRIP THE MIC THO
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