Concinnity (noun): the skillful arrangement of different parts

The lock twitched, and the door opened with a great gust of frosty wind. Emerging from the outside with several snowflakes still clinging to his enormous jacket, was a single middle-aged man.

“Hey guys! Guess what I got for dinner!”

Several heads in the room perked up in unison from a hot game of Monopoly.

“I think it’s Chinese takeout!”

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“Pizza!”

“No, we had pizza yesterday, I’m pretty sure he brought chicken-”

Crowded in the living room was a young boy from an orphanage, a valedictorian from the nearby college, and a gang member with ADHD. The three were from different worlds, yet their eyes were filled with identical fascination at the man’s bag.

A wide grin appeared on his face as he raised his arms. “It’s a chocolate cake! Happy birthday, little one!”

Erupting across the tiny apartment were ebullient cheers. The college student shyly smiled and pulled out an intricate birthday card, and the gangster revealed a bag of chips and candies from his jacket. The card boasted precise color theories and the snacks were all legitimate results of working in a convenience store.

“You guys!” The tiny boy nearly burst into tears as he jumped up to give his family a hug. “This is the best day ever…”