I finished the bottle almost by myself. Note the Band-Aid on his right cheek, no doubt covering theaftermath of an early schoolyard encounter of anger and/or revenge. He had forfeited his humanity in order to remain “with it. I could hear a guy somewhere playing a soft lick on a guitar.
I’m doing them under another name. Dira, Snake, shadow. I turned around to grab Quilla June, but she was gone. holding the poor mass of stripped skin and black bloody clothing, when thecops screeched into the parking lot.
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