Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Diarama
At two AM in the morning, all was silent until that shot rang out. Like all such great shots that change the history of a people, a nation, a world, this was no exception. Several hours later, they found him lying in his own blood, in the small lane off Main Street … the Taxidermist was dead.
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