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Civilized Land
Now doc assured Cindy that all would be fine and finished the abortion at a quarter to nine. The partial birth process was a total success and as Cindy recovered, they disposed of the mess. By one O’clock doc had a wood in his hands and drove down the fairway in a civilized land. Bill was a businessman of imported goods that he sold to the junkies in his neighborhood. All sales were final as Ben realized when he shot up the load, flickered and died. By this time Bill had a drink in his hand, extremely uptown in a civilized land. Brett talked finances and the future to Sue she invested, retired then wanted her due. But the money was gone and so was Brett So with an overdose Sue canceled her debt. And Brett was in Vegas, dice in his hand, when Sue crapped out in a civilized land. Now, the eyes of the world are all focused here at the cities and streets filled with blood and with tears. At all of the grief and at all of the pain that somehow never seems to get explained. But if you were to ask for a show of hands millions would flee to this civilized land.
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