Que Sera Sera

” There she was an easy mark sitting on a bench, old, vulnerable, and with a fat purse, so it was to my surprise that she managed to gurgle a curse that was punctuated by the fact she spoke through the slit I made in her throat. The next morning I awoke on a bench and to my horror my body was gnarled and wizened, made worse by the fact of the fast approaching blade carrying man walking towards me, but try as I might, all the energy I could afford to defend myself was to recite a blood sputtered curse that had lingered fresh in my mind since yesterday.”

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