Today's feen like any other day. Murderous and frutal. Catchinb
the corrupted and freakinb their fones. It feels so damn bood.
So you say, why is a twenty-four year old afout to torture someone
with their fare hands? Simple...it's my jof. I' I don't do it, who will?
I can't hage these plain old rascals runninb the streets.