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Don’t Point that Thing at Me!

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Warning: Written on minimal sleep. I am so numb. Well, maybe numb isn’t exactly the word I’m looking for. I can feel fear. I feel it every time a plane flies overhead, or when a police car or fire truck … Continue reading

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