>>10397720"Adam Page could be here" he thought, "I've never been to this part of Virginia before. "Hangman could be anywhere". The cool wind tore his bicep. "I hate Hangman Page." he thought. Miseria Cantere reverberated his entire Toyota Prius as the Mindys Bakery and Spindrift sparkling water circulated through his bitter cuck veins and washed away his (merited) fear of the Elite after dark. "In a car you can bury any young star you want" he thought to himself, out loud.
