He shone with a steady off-green aura that surrounded his body, radiated from the tips of his hair,crawled from his skin, and lit his unwavering way in the darkest of nights. It materialized overTimes Square. They wanted him dead, and they wanted him dead in such a way that it would be sensational enough to make headlines. He just did it.
It was a waiting cell, the last one before they transferred you to a home in the main cellblocks. Cut me some slack here,whaddaya think? Okay, so here’s a bone for you. Sex is a basic need? He just looked at me. Of course, no one volunteered to arm wrestle him either.
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