rat scared me
i tripped, and
ripped my pants
on a guardrail.
shit.
12,12,9,7, and the guard politely asked me to leave.
steel tentacles reach for the sky.
with no hands
they can't grasp.
only gesture.
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I'm in the middle of World War Z - Max Brooks.
I can only read it a little a time, since it's not a straight up tale, but a series of accounts, I mentally cannot devour it. (I just sped through the entire dark tower, the biggest delay being waiting for copies at the library to become available.)
I can only read it a little a time, since it's not a straight up tale, but a series of accounts, I mentally cannot devour it. (I just sped through the entire dark tower, the biggest delay being waiting for copies at the library to become available.)
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