The omnipresent state of division. The haves who cannot have any more, crave to obtain all, nothing left for the have nots, who have nothing, nothing to lose but their freedom.
The hush-hushed of taciturn words, fall on deaf ears to listen blindly. Where the quash of dumb struck befits into the sill of the dumping grounds, landfill of libel labeled not kosher. The tourist crave for fresh blood, like a black eye dragged through mud. The roast a revile of the bugbear bother; apprehension for a loup-garou specter who dresses designer-jeans quilted from its victims skin.
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