he went wide
caught out the corner of his eye the coloured
shudder of clothing between the tall vertical fence slats
the unfortunate emerged
I wanna talk to you.
Nothing to gain man I saw ya lost your shit so take all
the time in all the world all the room yaneed to find it
Aint helpin
You fucked with me, man.
No Your dog went after my cat
Not cool
I apologized.
You didnt apologise for not restraining
your animal
I told you she was a year old.
I coud give a fuck
Not on her on you Ya didnt restrain her nothing to do with her All on your head
I should’ve . .
. . Brained me With tha piece of cordwood ya threatened me
with
Missed An yawoud have because ya were
so amped Idve used it on
you
Yeah?
Fuckin damn rightyah Yamay have served but you aint wha you were
I don care where you servedwhere you volunteered I was drafted
Aint nothing makes ya more crazedmore a killer than
being forced to survive
Fuckin leave me be
he turned
his back on him
no didnt take his opportunity
he walked down the drive with a
book in hand for another little walk
1511, Monday,
13 11. 23
1001PM preferred,
Monday
Doors The End
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BXqPNlng6uI
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