Life, Death, And Everything In Between
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Last published Wed, Oct 4, 2017
What is the meaning of life? A question that has been asked since the beginning of well, life. But what about the meaning of death? Where you go or what happens to you when you die? What do you become? I don't know how to answer those questions but I do know a few things. I know what Mayweather Falzone, is driving to the morgue to identify her daughter's lifeless body, I know that Sammy, and Chara Falzone are sobbing over their lost sibling, and I know that Termine Falzone, is about to be given the news of his daughter's passing. Last but not least I know that Quinn Harley is in the shower, relentlessly scrubbing my blood off of her skin.
Now the story begins. Welcome to the beginning of my end.
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