"He can't get away with by the time, he gets in front of the jury he'll be a goo d boy;" said man one. At a little before 5'oclock he when through the basement. "Yes or no!" demanded man two bantering humor dry in his throat. "Is there more than what sh e gave you?" questioned man three as a growing flicker. Waved acros s his eyes. "No!" The space surrounds constitutes a classic climate this happens to now everyone in the room. You feel traces a dying sound listen to the time o f your life. Standstill panic stricken. Ringing the bells of a empty houses some one answers and calls you, transfixed by committed you say "I aint no guillotine " The girl spoke from the doorway in her rasping voice "what he wants is in the house" the words hung there for a mo ment. Bending forward she plucked she pluck ed the ashes from his cigarette and said something nobody could understand. Nobo dy could understand, nobody could understand. One moment of irritation you call back "why me?" the vantage point above the stree t can be exhilarating falling b ack to a perspective odyessy. A track of thunder. Tower lust of decomposed intes ity. I am I am I am I am....
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