He took a final swig of dirty water from a beaten up old plastic bottle. The sand blew against his matted beard. He tossed the bottle into the…
The shelves were spread before me. The hospice charity book shop did not fail to disappoint. The…
I saw a watch before me. It had stopped. It lay dead on the splintered table next to a well-worn pen and a pair of glasses — owner unknown.
People do this for fun.
The same way they dress up as the dead and glorify devils.
Explosives rebranded as entertainment for the children.