I followed my daily routine, coffee cup in hand, heading to my boring office job. My mind sat blank as always on my walk through the city. Until my eyes were drawn to a lady walking in front of me. She wore a long red dress that exposed her lean back, but it was not the dress that had caught my eye. Strewn across her backside was a zipper embedded into her flesh. I rubbed my eyes as if something clouded my vision but the zipper was still their. I took a big gulp of my coffee just to try and snap my head into a logical sense, but the zipper just seemed more clear to me. It had now been a while of me walking, staring at the zipper intently as if things would suddenly make clear sense. My mind didn’t accept it. I didn’t accept it. This couldn’t be real, so I tried to prove it. I reached out while walking to the lady’s zipper and in a fast motion pulled it down. Felsh and bone revealed itself to me and the lady stopped walking. Not turning around, but extending her lanky arm around her back and promptly zipping herself back up. Her flesh placed itself back inside her body with the zipper leaving no mess. That was when I noticed, everyone in my sight was stopped, their backs faced toward me bare. And each person had their own zipper, daring me to upzip them.