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Part 12 – Chapter 4

I Have Nothing Left, We Have Nothing Left, No Money, No Personal Belongings, Everything Was Burned In The Fire. Yet, I Have Never Been Happier. Love Has That Effect, As If Nothing Else Mattered. Night Falls, Tonight The City Will Be Our Playground, And This Night Shift Grocer Will Be Our First Victim. How Can One Not Be Amazed By That Revealing Neckline, So Outstanding! While The Poor Grocer Admires The Perfect Work Of A Colombian Surgeon, I Fill My Jacket With Bottles Of Vodka, A Bb Gun, And Other Exotic Elixirs. He’S Completely Clueless, And Our Little Evening Continues Under The Influence Of Alcohol. Car Rear-View Mirrors Shatter From Our Kicks, Pedestrians Are Insulted For No Reason, Walls Are Graffitied, We Are Terrible Characters On An Apocalyptic Spree. Desire Rises With The Effect Of Alcohol, We Kiss, We Get Close To One Another, But Our Bed Is Nothing Other Than Smoldering Ashes. So The Photo Booth On The Corner Of An Alley Is Where We Will Be Expressing Our Passion, And Our Alcoholic Fuck Fest, Lit Up By Flashes, Will Remain One Of The Most Memorable Moments I’Ve Ever Had.

• 100% Cotton
• 410Gsm
• Screen Printing Front And Back
• Secret Label
• Wide Cut, If Hesitating Between Two Sizes, Take Below