

Vignette II: Bank Robber It was a drizzly May day in Breebleville, when the skies were thick with gray and musty smell wafted over the sidewalks. Most people were holed up in their homes, watching TV, playing games, and avoiding the visual despair that seeped through the glass of the windows. The workers at Smith & Josten Bank creeped through their daily jobs as the plain beige walls of their offices flayed their sanity and the clock mocked the workers with its cruel face.Vignette II: Bank Robber
It was on this dreary day that a man calmly walked into the bank. He was a man with a shaven head, an


paper-thinThe following story is a work of fiction. All events and inhabitants are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead, or supernatural, is entirely coincidental. Take my word for it: it's all made up. Never mind what the story says. ACT I; Scene 1paper-thin
This is a true story. I have recorded everything as it happened and have neither added nor removed anything. Curtains up!
We open upon an opened home: imagine an apartment building minus the façade, like a doll-house, its rooms exposed for the divine female from beyond to rea
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As lead rains, will pass on through our phantoms
Forever, forever
Like scarecrows that fuel this flame we're burning
Forever, and ever
Know how much I want to show you you're the only one
Like a bed of roses there's a dozen reasons in this gun
I'm still going to slap an "INTERNET, SERIOUS BUSINESS" sign on your door.
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