my
head hurt like a long loud scream she hit a vein right away the
black wind blew the relief was palpable some
men prefer love on their haunches I just
steam on in all suited up the man
of reason a man with guile
I ply my trade with ruthless charm anticipating
all objections to the angles of my craft it's catch
as catch can and I’m ready for a
fight but I never underestimate the sincerity of a lynch mob they
have a job to do and so do I
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