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"Sooner we can attack hiim. Sooner we can sleep." Yes, that's what they said when it comes to Jackie the Duck. He often uses the duck mask to make children "happy" till the end of their lives. It's happen in 1524, right after the death of the mentor of brotherhood. See what you can do to him if nothing happe to him. So basically he's climbing the building without a scratch. "He must be runk while climbing." "Hahahaha." "I heard rumor that this duck keep sent the lu- I mean love letter towards legs in this city." "Quiet, he could kill you one...
In 1914, great palm trees. Easily to describe it as a blank great "beautiful" land with zero people on it. A last blood of wildwest man left with a brown dirtcoat and cowboy hat carrying his horse below his feet. A stoic teen living by himself. It's hard to differentiate between teen or middle aged men those days. Playing a banjo while the horse walk by itself, "I came from Alabama wid my banjo on my knee, I'm g'wan to Louisiana, my true love for to see, It rain'd all night the day I left The Wather it was dry, Th sun so hot I froze to dea...
Jack Marston, a former outlaw, only works one day for killed Edgar Ross to avenged his father, John Marston, on 1914. Later that day, he just living on his own without real purpose, or even to eat mangoes in Tahiti. Armed with bunch of John’s teachings and read bunch of novels that time. Obviously carried money from John, his mother Abigail, and Uncle. Remembers his suffering from Terminal Lumbago, just laughing about it. Only one day later, still 19 years old, sitting on bed in the same old house made by John, Charles, designed by uncle him...
Once upon a time,, in a random college, a wooden table with a face on it. He seems sleepy, but it seems worser than that. Sad, lonely, brokenhearted, hopeless, and toxic stoicism. No! It's not that wonderful stoicism by those wise philosopers on Greece, or any influental people in this world. It's kind of nihilism or even maybe extensial nihilism. Wandering on his own mind, try to do something with his life. Broken dreams, depressed, so he tries to distract his own feeling by doing college works. It's to tiring for regretness. Somehow he's o...
In a homeroom, round table with white or grey color stand there without interior design. Just like guard secured them by kicked all that stuff so they all flew over the place. Square place, only like 10- 15 cm, small enough for a little cafe or saloon back in 1820s. This is the regular jail. There's oldest juvie in there, around 24 years old. All of them with different skin colors with same uniform. Just like other boys dorm. The food looks like a trash, but it's wealth enough to this man. There's one tall guy, an afro walk towards him. "Lis...
Trashed on the middle of the streets, screwed up there. There is one thing or someone else outside a wallmart, drinking his ice cream with countless cones in it. Basically it's pack of mini ice cream dominated with chocolate with green seasons. It's summer 1982, Tommy sits down on the floor outside the minimall. Don't aware right beside him are undefined trash can. There are blue, yellow, and red bin without direct classification. This day is a common day for average teenagers for hangin around with their friends. Different for Tommy. The se...
On a bench made of stone, full of leaves around it. A green leaves drop infront of Bucky’s eyes. “Oh, this happen again.” Leave the leaves alone to the grown up. On a village in Ohio State, all streets seem very quiet and peaceful. There are not looking bad stratch, just straight, turn left or right or just straight. Go to a wooden house. “Hi, honey, how’s work?” Jean, Bucky’s mom who struggling with drugs. Forget about that, she’s still caring mom for Bucky and Dave, Bucky’s 9 years old little brother. That time is 15 July 1978, Bucky ...
Hugh, hugh, kyaai, eihkkk". Darryl's voice sounded loud, not angry or sad, but the concentration of what he was doing. Filippino Martial Arts, where he practiced, was more like practicing himself in his rented flat. It is not uncommon to go to the beach area to enjoy the sunrise and sunset, sunbathe while meditating with his teeth. Just like Jean Claude Van Damme when he practiced karate in nature. Indeed, one of his favorite films is Blood Sport. However, his maturity very quickly made him not want to imitate anyone. Proud to be who he is, ...
California, Reseda, 1983, just turn 16 teenage boy running a long roads, random tracks, encounter bunch of peoples, most of them middle aged man. You know what most of teenagers do at that time, right? 05:30 AM, that’s the time. One time three peoples looking at him suspiciously. Don’t cared if tracked or killed, focus on Kenpo Karate Training, wearing grey hood sweater, grey sweatpants, white sneakers. Obviously don’t care about fashion, just train hard. Ussualy until 06:30 AM, going down the beach. Enjoy the sunrise while do 50 reps of dia...
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I get up, and nothing gets me down. You gotta tough, I seen the thoughest around. And I know, baby just what you feelin. You gotta roll roll roll with the punches, I give you best swinging. Can you see here I am get back my back against this record machine. I ain’t the worst that you seen. Can you see what I mean? Might as well jump, go ahead jump. Might as well jump, go ahead jump. “ On a plain white mattress in a cheap rented flat, a second year West Valley High School student who had just finished the 1976-1977 Final Tests. It would be su...
At the beginning of summer at 8:00PM to be exact, Reseda, a middle age man came home to a cheap flat with a bag of coors bought at a mini mall that is next to another kind of mini mall. A refrigerator and a storefront for storing breads whose quality is not guaranteed. Owned by a person who is about 30 years old, aka 20 years younger than him. Fat body, thick black beard irregular, mullet hair irregular back with a modest ability. The place where he lives is indeed swarmed by Mexican immigrants who try their luck in cheap places, at least to...
The summer of 1983, a high school student, a sophomore, cycled the California streets to West Valley High School. With headphones attached to both ears, sunglasses to cover the bruises on his eyes, a red and black plaid shirt, light brown tuxedo pants with a belt. Inside his rolled-up shirt with the buttons attached he wore a plain white T-shirt. It's an appearance that really doesn't need to be explained. The Tape Recorder is tucked into his right trouser pocket, playing Bananarama's Cruel Summer. Here's an excerpt: “Summer streets and side...
Philadelphia, June 19th 1976. The long road seems not come to an end. It’s a long road, when you’re on your own. And it hurts when tey tear your dreams apart. And every new town, just seems to bring you down. Trying to find, peace of mind, can break your heart. It’s a real war, right outside your front door. I tell ya, out where they’II kill ya, you could use a friend. Where the road is, that’s the place for me. Where I’m me, in my own space, where I’m free. That’s the place, I want to be. Cause the road is long and each step is only the beg...
Don’t look back, the new day is breakin. It’s been too long since I felt this way. I don’t mind the road I taken, the road is callin, today is the day. I can’t see, it took so long, just to realize, I much too strong not to compromise see what Am I, it’s holding me down. Until realize. I lookout this morning with familiar song, I start my day with same familiar song. I close my eyes and I ride long road. More thn a feeling, I begin dreamin, till I see she’s don’t know where. I remind that girl since past two years. What’s that all supposed t...
A small room surruonded by white strong walls around a young boy mentally with enough to called "Mature" also known as 17 years old. Why it's different? Let me tell you the story. Once Iwas on middle school, My name is Anthony Jarvis. I'm the second son from 2 brothers. Of course my name since when I was born until present time. This is a day after long month completed summer from june to july 2016. One thing that he doesn't realize that something wrong in his mind. Pretending that's normal thing would be ended someday. The problem is not a...
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