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On The Other End It was a bank. It was just ordinary. It was a place where ordinary people go. All banks look the same, just like the people who visit them. It had double glass doors set in a square brick building with an ATM on the side. Beige carpet, with an island in the middle for your deposit slips. Four tellers just waiting for you to hand over you hard earned minimum wage. A couple offices on the side with managers who try way too hard to sound like your friend, when you know they’re not. Just listening to them makes you want to punch them square in the face.On The Other End
Jimmy fit right in
by ~Faith-of-the-Killer
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- Current Residence: Tennessee
- Interests: I am a Combat Medic for one.
- Favourite movie: Boondock Saints
- Favourite band or musician: Staind
- Favourite genre of music: I have a wide variety...
- Favourite poet or writer: George RR Martin
- Favourite gaming platform: This computer.
- Personal Quote: Cry havoc and unleash the dogs of war.
- Tools of the Trade: A mechanical pencil, and soon a camera.
- Email: sooner5@comcast.net
- AIM: Faith of Killer
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He’s never enough
Yet still he's more than I can take
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He’s never enough
Yet still he's more than I can take
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He’s never enough
Yet still he's more than I can take
~saph
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No one expects the Spanish Inquisition!
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