Tag: cannibal corpse
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Dart Etiquette – Ch. 17
I grabbed my camouflage army jacket, instead of my denim, which I had been carefully nurturing with the most perfectly placed patches. I pulled the hood of my black hooded sweatshirt up and threw the jacket on. I stepped into black suede pumas and stuffed my keys into the pocket of my jeans. Certain nights…
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Dart Etiquette – Ch. 2
I made a bowl out of my dry, callused hands and waited to receive communion in the backseat of the car. It had been ages since the last time I received the eucharist. I was a bad, bad Roman Catholic. I felt nothing for religion and any of its customs, to be honest, there was…