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1 2 3 down down down 4 5 6 down down down 7 8 9 … The corpse is fresher than it looked from up there. . . . The insignia: says… GuerreLexicon Research. . . What’s the corpo doing here??? Dumped at sight . murder at the prime. Domestic terror, invoker of sacred oath revoked . . . Infidel wife pulled the plug on this very day. And crashed to dumped at the slums. Slumbering in pits too deep for even the most regressed. Where I was, from where I spotted this corpse. Almost as if: out of whim. Destiny for the other: Mark the day of the death of my days, stranger. Citizen Non Citizen doesn’t matter. Loosandra thought: was he dumped here after a dun-cunspiracy or he came here to die on his own. Cripple back into the organic seams. Slip into oblivion . . . Omitted |||||