Ultimate FREEEEEEEEE

There was a time when a certian people were free, not like you could take them with you but you knew they no longer had a leash or a contract. This is one of those moments but except the words weren’t caged or mistreated, they were just NOT FREEEEEE!!!!!!!!

I decided I am gonna rewrite my whole book of stories I wrote in my weak late 20s, early 30s. Now, at 44, turning 45, I feel like I should really write from the horrors of the horrific of the horrendous… because why not? Shit, I probably have like 10 years left.

Grab this puppy and judge it, talk shit about it, love it or hate, burn it… with digital fire… use extreme violence.


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