I work out of an old abandoned chapel, on the corner of Jump Street and Fifth. Sounds weird, but it's not. What I do, what my team does, is keep the streets safe.
Two years in a police academy, and we now go undercover at various highschools, busting big time drug dealers, overpriced drunks, sick pimps, who use kids as pawns. Every day is a possible death sentence.
Guess it's all in a day's work.
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Poetry Book 2
Poetryjust a bunch of poetry, started january of 2020. we'll see how far it takes us. I basically just post random ass poems I create, not in any promised order. it just happens. this is book two - I stopped book one after one hundred poems. I think I'll...
