Trapped in Pearls
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I'm a lazy motherfucker so I haven't edited every chapter, so if you find some errors it's that.
Prologue:
It came to me, I realised, that my friends, my family and I, all of us the cleanest; were trapped in pearls. Soon enough the pearls would break and cut our skin to reveal our dirty blood. And we would fall.
The noise. The most functional dysfunctional family there is. A couple of cold and blue naked bodies found in the forest. Policemen wandering the streets, asking questions and looking for clues. Copies of Hitlers wet dream. Stolen paintings. Bloody towels. And pearls that traps everyone that finds them.
The moral of the story is...there is no moral.
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