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My life is like all of the things that we don’t want to talk about, but since I do not have a reputation to maintain I can be the rare kind of person who will tell their real story. I drove myself to the gym today. By “drove” I mean haphazardly selecting songs by the Notorious B.I.G. while trying to maneuver a small, gray Ford CMAX around a blinking red light that hadn’t been working all day. It was night now, and the cloudless black sky left room for the anxious street lights to blur around my eyes as they created fuzzy outlines across my ...
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It was October 31st, the night of Halloween. Children were out with their parents, and teenagers were out at parties or the movie theater, watching the scariest flick they could find. Adults without kids to take trick-or-treating were occupied with three options. Most adults were safe at home. Most. Some adults, the ones who weren't at home, were part of a ghostly Halloween cult called Bloodfight. The rest of the New York adults were being brutally beaten to death by this very cult. As the rain thundered down the city, its gleaming lights m...
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