1 min readOct 17, 2018
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… they have homes to go to … families to abuse … passing strangers to insult … evenings to ruin.
Come back tomorrow, when they’ve returned to make my day drag again.
Written by Where Angels Fear
There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live and too rare to die.