I sent away ten messages, naught but nine returned. Eight cigarettes, I smoked them all on the way. Seven knocks at a time on the loud metal of apartment six's door. Five minutes 'fore neighbors anger 'came corporeal. I tried to fight past only so much I could have done. I was simply outnumbered. Three to one. ------- Author's note: That was really fun!!! - JG-
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