And so it began in exactly that manner. Jules dragged charles halfway down the coast before they made a mad dash for the midwest. There was minimal in-depth conversation. There was no need to. Both understood this wild, undefinable lust to cover as much space as they possibly could. They were out for a kill, and the kill was some certain mile
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how has my kennen been?
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He's been pretty good, 99% ups, 1% downs but who pays attention to the down anyway? Not me. How's my tommy wommy doodle all the day?
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so i don't know how i wound up here - but here i am, so i thought i'd read what you wrote...
really good...
i like this...
i'd like to read the edited version, too..
thanks for letting stop in...
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I'm still working on the subject matter, with this fragment and several dozen other ideas as well. Tune in and you might see some more bits and pieces. :]
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