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Ongoing, First published Apr 11, 2015
gunshots were fired in the dead off winter. a man falls to his death twenty two feet of the side of a new York city building. I watch him fall with a grin on my face and a worry in my mind.... two weeks earlier...standing in front of my mothers house on the ranch in Denver. I think to myself how am I going to tell my mother. Since it is Christmas I shouldn't say anything. I knocked on the door. the door was answered by may aunt Shirley drunk as hell on her homemade vodka flavored eggnog." hi aunt Shirley " ," can I come in ?"All Rights Reserved
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