release date

Release Date

Bang spoons together, bang them on the iron railing, don’t stop when the guards approach, pay no attention to their clubbing you, it’s how they survive and a way to set you up for release.

Sooner or later it’s bound to happen, the iron gate swings wide and there’s sunshine and orange trees, an ocean and a rainbow.

They’ll follow you from their tower with binoculars. “Pow,” they’ll say. “Pow, pow, pow,” pretending to shoot you until you’re one of the crowd again.

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