Monday, December 10, 2012

chapter 62

I walk to Brad's place come night . The broken fan belt that I pass every day on the way , is approximately 10 yards in front of its standard position . I reach down to grab it . It decides to slither away . Now I take a more focused look . It is a tia pan , one of the deadliest snakes in the world . One bite can kill somewhere between 20 and 30 people .

All our lives are hanging from a fucking thread .  

Supper at Brad's . No talking cat .

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