Another Dollar Tree customer bumps into me. My guns go off, simultaneously shooting me in the ass and balls while razor blades slice my lower back and my foot. As I lie on the ground bleeding, someone steals my watch.
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My successor searches my left shoe for the cloth map he knows is there. As he does so, he nicks his finger on the razor blade in the tongue of my shoe and immediately exsanguinates. Another generation lost to violence.
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