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Moriarty

Moriarty I’ve got a roommatean old tomcatdon’t know his namebut I call him Moriartyhe doesn’t seem to mind We used to leave the apartmenttogether after twilightgo about our separate businessesin back alleysand dank clubs We’d usually returnaround dawn— drunkmissing a … Continue reading

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