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I ain’t never been pure white. But I sure as hell ain’t bloodied and scared beyond the usual.
He sat across from Director Wallace at a white table. Between them was a bowl of individually wrapped mints. This offended him more than the hood. Torture should not involve mints. It suggested customer service.
On the pod today are two of Himmel’s good friends who make up what they call The Brain Trust and Hall calls The Real Housewives of Marco Polo. So much overtalking!!
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I’m a piñata. Papier-mâché and crepe paper. My inner turmoil bred of my fate occupies the same space as fun-sized candy. Twizzlers, Nerds, Airheads, nougat and chocolate that melts and cools with the humidity in the back of a party store.