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// will flip at some point.

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@BishopLosa ~ of bone under his fist, the warmth of his blood coating his fingers and splattering his face. Vision turning red, letting his anger loose. Every hit that landed made him crave more, and more he gave and gave.•

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@BishopLosa ~ and face El Palo. I’ll be their worse nightmare. Just as I will be yours. They will be buried right beside you. You can have that one comfort. •without a second thought. His fist came out and landed hard onto his face. Rearing back again he landed even harder. The crack ~

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@BishopLosa ~ enough time had passed. He spoke.•

“Tell me Bishop, why do you think you’re here?”

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@BishopLosa ~ woman stepped back. Palo was all that Bishop could see. He wanted him to only see him. He knew who he was, he knew just how fucked up he was as well.

He stood and studied him a few moments. Letting Bishop’s mind wonder and go crazy as to why he was here. After he felt ~

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@BishopLosa Shit happens. So all good.