He was so tired.
Topped off his overcoat with a fedora and packed his Colt 45 in his shoulder holster...
She was making the whole situation explode. Why not just relax...smile...have a toke?
I just wondered...
Is he full of life?
Lust?
Wealth?
Or just apathy now that it was so easy to turn a dime into a million bucks?
Not easy?
Did someone catch the guy who blew up the meth lab in the marijuana field in Northern Cali?
Just another case...on his desk...and more of the same in his life.
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She had more personalities than any 300 people should have.
And they all called her by a different name.
They say Identity Theft is a crime.
But what if they are all me?
What's in a name?
~AC
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