December 2, 2010
In the same way I can sense them, they can sense me. I draw them in like moths to light. They are fascinated by me in the same way a spider is fascinated by a fly caught in its web. Just before it binds it in silk and sucks it dry.
It Ain't Hemingway
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It Ain't Hemingway 