Still shambling the streets of the city Nelson Algren defined, I am the Monster in a madhouse refined. Burma Shave.
golly gosh.....hope your well maaikie....Talk soon.Luffies:)
What story do you have in La Petite morte?
I see they like nekkid wimmen in Europe, too.
Looking at Curly, I felt a twinge of fear. His eyes, red rimmed, turned in my direction, flaring with intensity. I stepped back."Be careful," said Moe. The sullen-faced stooge, gestured towar his brother. "When he gets this way, he can't control himself."Moe gestured toward the corner. Larry Fine lay in an odd position, eyes staring unseeing. Blood ran from a wound in his neck.I stepped back, but Curly had started moving in my direction, large hands curling and uncurling."Cheese," whispered Moe. "Your closer to the refrigerator. Get the cheese. Limberger.""Limberger," I said.
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