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Dirt: A Noir Story
(edited) Ch 1 Taylor “Have you ever tasted dirt? Have you ever felt your heart stop, if only for a minute? Have you ever smelled the sweet odor of wet earth, and swallowed it?"
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Have you ever Slept in a Car?
December 2004. A few days until Christmas. It had been almost a month since my mother and I had left our old apartment. We now slept in our car. Yes, it’s true, we were homeless. (re post)
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Oh my Brothers
Oh my brothers, Do you feel the hatred growin'? Do you hear the children screamin'? Do you hear the men a chantin'
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An Experience.
I asked Jonesy that night, what was it like, to know that you're dying. "It's great. He told me. Because every moment, from now on, will be cherished. Every laugh will be beautiful. Every kiss will be the sweetest. Every tear will be the hardest.
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Bathtime
Swirling spiral drain, spun round, held by porcelain boulders. Dammed by barriers, of shining glass. Waterfall fabrics shading darkened rooms of singing and cleaning, to old towels soaking the flood water below.
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