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From an upcoming anthology of anachronistic crime fiction.

                  One Less Friend by M C Lazer
                     
                                Part I
                   
 "Everthing points to you, my unfortunate friend, as the culprit in this madness."
 
The Inspector softly rolled his fingers on the desk and stared intently as if directly through the seated figure. A limp dishevelled head slowly raised itself to meet his gaze. The expressionless face, subtly, imperceptibly, warped into a fiendish grin.

"i hated that swine with a sulfurous passion, but never had the heart to gut his sickly carcass."

                           To be continued

[Jackstar]

From an upcoming anthology of anachronistic crime fiction.

                  One Less Friend by M C Lazer
                     
                                Part I
                   
 "Everthing points to you, my unfortunate friend, as the culprit in this madness."

Nice false choice. (Everything actually points at Keith and Aquino and Victor and Vince and Victim, Primary Victim.) Hi, Keith! You're a WOPr!

I saw Bailey J. Last night, while getting arrested. That was cool. They were making sure that I wasn't buying too many of the whacky tobacckies at the Oink🛑§🔝🅿️.

The woman who was given the loaded package at the Kush 21 had the name that started with the same letters as the woman who has the same store’s branded logo on her bumper sticker.

It has a cannabis leaf. She doesn't use cannabis. She says, “I like the logo.” okay, I like your face.

It's something about you that's not shitting on me.

[Jackstar]

Naught:

That was fun!

Of course it was fun! You got to arrest me and then I saw your eyes in the backse of the car and I also saw your eyes showing up. Well, it's a long story but let's just say that you don't take jokes very well. You're much more humorous when you don't have your your hauled by a psychotic battle angel. Oh the bright side. You're very effective one.

I'll also you appear to be a needle dependent sex junkie attic. Like he just lay there dude. What kind of a man just lays there? Well, the kind that doesn't dive for hot dough KNitz.

One nice thing about solving the crime: that's NOT my job. That's why I don't talk to T: show your War, Kings.

(I can change the C-PART COUNTER-P TWIN🅿️🅿️🔥🔥lame∆same∆sam0, (PROT). Can k`G. Yew >KD`?

Also; I found out how Inner Reach raped the wrong Rosebud
. It's not really a funny story.

Save it for my mother's mother. She and BjD must have been... intimates with... F¡dayL∆.

FĪ. çurn F_¡day. SEmper Sim 🆑oude. (This limited hangout is awesome. Hey, check out the big brain on ADB.ad)


This is nothing. Wait until you see what I say when the trial starts. I'll give you both barrels of monkeys.

If you ever do what you did tonight again, I'll fucking have you fucking killed. How the fuck do you get up the gumption to let Jared and Jaime and CLeah and Chloe and Lil’ Killah-🅱️🆎rπ🅰️ßE back on to the streets, I have no idea.

I'm not about to start stating again to find out. p.s.:. Still— no hugs.

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FLAWLESS VICTORY.
EWE WiN.

Also, this is like A.I. No wonder Spielberg couldn't face it. All that work, just to watch his friend relapse on Allegra⁰ⁿ&∆&⁰ⁿ∆non.

When sibling rivalry manifests as mother/daughter, that's okay, ish. When it comes out as the special bond between a cash jockey and their concierge... that's where I draw the line, Ⓜ️∆ñG.

As G-d as my witness, I truly believed some of you had this whore that never sleeps; with the fishes, or otherwise.