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InfernoFudd
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Post by InfernoFudd » Tue Mar 22, 2011 5:09 am

They call me a creative at work. Don’t know what that means? Me neither. They say I can think of something and make it happen. They say I am original, but I do what a lot of people do.
When I see a wreck, I slow down. I look.
This goes far beyond a morbid curiosity. I could take a picture, but that just won’t do.
I can see that bully from high school, my girlfriend that just left or the friend that took her. As I look and as I pass I see them there.
And they are next.

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