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systems
What kind of star systems are we looking at here? Any sign of activity? Just the usual signals. No sign of life? Not yet, but it's still too soon to tell.
visitor
You have a visitor. What? Who? I haven't had a visitor in goin' on twenty years now. Well, seems you do. Hot damn. Are you sure? Sure as shit. They say what they want? You sure they ain't here to sell me insurance, or god, or otherwise stick a straw into my wallet? They look right enough, but I didn't ask questions. They knew you're real name, so I figured that said all that needed to be said.
speak
Speak! Speak, I say. ....Alright. Have you nothing more to say?? No, not really. You haven't got the balls to confess, do you. I dunno, can I call my lawyer? Cretin. I don't know what that means, but fuck you too, buddy.
local
We'll go to a local shop for a lot of the things. I know what you're thinking, they probably would keep less track of us if we went somewhere big time. Well, guess again. They probably will think that too. Know what I mean? If we pick up a shovel at the small town one, well, what of it?
guard
The guard shifted, wrapping himself in his arms. It was cold as all hell. He tried to light a smoke, maybe warm himself up from the inside, but the damp air wasn't having it. "Fuck." He said. Only eight more hours to go, standing ankle deep in slush in the middle of nowhere.
half
Half? Half. Half? YES! Half! What kinda bullshit is this? Take it or leave it. Fuck you, that was not the agreement. Well, plans change. You fuck faced horse fucker. I didn't make the rules. No, but you're still a fuck faced horse fucker. Lemme talk to your boss.
substances
Pray, what are these substances here? Which ones? The ones about the rim of the plate. Ah, those are dipping areas. Elaborate? The brownish one is hummus, for the carrot spears. I see. And the white one is a mix of caviar and Greek yogurt. Divine. And this one? That is Ketchup, sir. Jolly good.
gum
Ah fuck, there's gum stuck to me shoe! I told you not to walk down that alley. Everyone knows it's plastered over with gum every since the '60s. They say if they every do road work back there, they'll have to dig up over a foot of gum. That is disgusting.
icing
I took a class at this little bakery down in the back of the alley. We learned to make icing and frost the ever loving shit out of some cakes. It was fun. I found out later it was a front for a human trafficking operation, so I suppose that puts a damper on that memory.
patrol
I kept an eye on the nigh patrol. I have a good angle from this vantage point. The radio at my side crackled softly. Just waiting for that one word, and it was show time. The guards rounded the corner and disappeared into the shadows. Perfect. This couldn't be going any more smoothly. Luck is surely shining on us tonight.
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