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YOU THINK YOU'RE BAD DONCHA
Dec. 17th, 2009 03:08 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
deathpenality.livejournal.com[ NEW YORK.
IT'S NIGHT.
Dark streets, streetlights all broken, bad-looking people everywhere; a normal person wouldn't walk it at that time of the night normally, but those two weren't actually what you would define with that word. ]
What's next?
[ the dark-haired one spoke, yawning slightly and hoping with all himself that their next job would have been extremely easy and fast to finish. ]
IT'S NIGHT.
Dark streets, streetlights all broken, bad-looking people everywhere; a normal person wouldn't walk it at that time of the night normally, but those two weren't actually what you would define with that word. ]
What's next?
[ the dark-haired one spoke, yawning slightly and hoping with all himself that their next job would have been extremely easy and fast to finish. ]
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