yes. it happened. i called it, i knew it was coming. trooper was just smashed up. now, the beast was just hit from behind. i'm ok. the old lady that hit me is ok. now just for the report to be filed. oh what fun.
the air smells of death and the streets are smeared with blood. all because one thing is missing. they search high and low looking for you without knowing what they are looking for. when its right in front of them with open arms. blinders over the eyes of the weary. lay your life down to find what your life means. then the streets will be cleaned
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