I wanted to scream at these phony creeps with their yellow notepaper pads, “You’re louses, all of you! Nothing but go She stood trembling on the curb. They'd called for backup, I couldn't blame them. Blood blossomed from his lips, and turned his blue shirt purple.
Without her, they stood on the brink of the abyss and gazed at each other, separated by a chasm that neither knew how to cross. Once the question was raised, several more asked similar questions. I was too low. He gave that smile again.
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