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    Born on the Run

    EPILOGUE: THE FIFTH OF JULY

    A Civil War erupted in Dublin.

    James, the Lost Irishman, threw his arms, absent-mindedly, in the air, and fell.the slide

    No one can own another man's abstraction.

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    CHAPTER 1 THE TOP HAT AND THE basement

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    A Civil War erupted in Adam West, with its many brick high rises, balconies, and skylights.

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      #3
      Chapter 2 The Plastic sackcloth

      The plastic sack crinkled of it's own accord, a mysterious hint.

      The outlet, hanging from a tough, thick cthickmoved upwards, in slow motion.


      The dream catcher fell from the end of the long light chain.


      She had children to devour.

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        CHAPTER 3: I JUST THOUGHT YOU WERE MAKING COWBOY MOVIES

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            Chapter 4: DEATH.

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              Chapter 5

              Civil War erupted in Dublin, an Astro Zombie had appeared, been shot in the head, and risen.

              Astro Zombies, zombies with mohawks, the evolved form of the human race.

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                In Merill, something similar was happening, as it had happened long ago in Hollywood. People were taking off their masks and painting their faces.

                Riddler with a Fowler's hat in 1982. The Policeman, salute!

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                  #9
                  The slaves ran in Adam West by direction.

                  Perhaps they can be useful, the Master had thought, long ago. He knew everything they desired, all their hearts' contents, save for one, two, three, me, myself and Irene.

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                    Brick by brick, gun by gun, the revolution was over in a clash, for both sides wanted the same thing.

                    The End Pt. 3

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                      PROLOGUE: July 5; July 6

                      July 5: Von Helsing Night
                      July 6: Halloween

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                        #12
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                        That's my next tattoo.
                        Last edited by neonspectraltoast; 07-07-2021, 07:05 PM.

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                        #13
                        Chapter two was a highlight of this one

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                            Oh yeah, and it's not the credit that counts. it's the dussemination of a podutive, uplifting idea snd ideal.



                            If you must.

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