The darkest city’s darkest bum For Mr. Good Man, everyday was something new but there was one problem that always grew and grew, the problem wondered “why don’t you ever acknowledge that I am here?”, Mr. Good Man raised his poison and answered with a toast “ to the problem I fear the most” he tipped... Sign in to see full entry.
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