Alice act oneA Story by terry smithdeath came a calling climbed up the water spout gonna get that Alice knock that b***h right out out came a gun he fell oh what to do ..so Alice ground him up and drew the needle from the spoon ...and flew off to the moon Alice....looked down at her arm "tracks like footprints on my soul." she thought ...as the needle slid into her arm like so many of her customers it repulsed her till... she could feel the rush of the white rabbit racing through her veins her mind chasing after it emphatically till it got to the sweet spot.. .....ah the land of nod. Alice slumped against the wall by the gutter in the alley and appeared to fall asleep.
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