Sunday 17 August 2014

Overcoming The First Step



“Call me Alpha Male.”

“Whatever you want baby.” replied the hooker.

No no, that’s silly.

Mother dyed her clothes today.

Who cares about that?

It was a pleasure to turn left at the highway.

This isn’t a road trip kinda book!

The past is an airport lounge, they overcharge things there.

… No, I don’t think so.

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single man in pursuit of a runaway fugitive must be in want for a helicopter.

Not bad, not bad, but this is meant to be a thriller…

It was a stark and dormant night.

Perfect!

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