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unwanted errand"Run!"unwanted errand
"I'm running jackass!"
I turn around a corner. It's dark, cold, wet. I can't see a thing in front of me, I think I tripped over boxes, bumped into some walls. Truly blind as bat. I run the fastest I can and under my breath I complain and I say profanities that if someone heard them their heart would skip a beat. The situation I am now is not exactly one of the best, by far. And this all started six months ago...
"Oh shit," I hit my foot right on the corner of something and hit my stomach somewhere else. Not the best moment for a flashback. Oh, and my name's Paul.
"Where are you?" &nb


overtureAs the whistle from the falling metal plate becomes louder and louder, impossible to miss, he lifts his head in the exact moment the sharp tip hits the ground before him in a small cloud of dust. He jumps back and the old, almost bristle-less broom falls from his thin and trembling fingers. The sound he had heard merely seconds before had been from an accident on the iron bridge above. Two large white vans crashed. Both hoods are melted together, dark smoke rises to the air. Down below he runs for cover. There is none. The garbage can is far, the grey walls are flat, no windows, no doors, no dark hidden corner where he couloverture
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Only bad artists are careful.
nice gallery
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but i digress
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Proud fan of Luigi and Princess Daisy
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but i digress
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"Know to whom you are speaking.
... Despite who else may be listening."
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