The Art of Eradication
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We all have our little, pathetic coping mechanism. Some people make jokes about bad situations, some turn to some kind of hobby. Like crafting or dancing or gardening.
Following the death of his half-brother, Vince Moretti finds a way of coping at night, covering his face, shaking cans and causing ultimate destruction. To the ugly, dark, brick town, and to himself.
Until landing himself in a rehabilitation center.
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