Arctic Soul

By ArcticSoul

nonchalance

"You see that box of Springfield 30-06 killing sticks on the end of the desk?

"Yes."

"All you need to know about life is retained in those four walls. You will notice that one of your personalities is seduced by the illusions of grandeur - the metallic red cardboard of subtle size with a premium insignia, an attractive implication towards grandeur and wealth, the subtle suggestion that bullets are indeed your royal and loyal friends, and that, my friend, is a lie.
and that, my friend, is the truth.

Oh, beauty is a beguiling call to death and I'm addicted to the sweet pitch of its siren.

That that which starts with a bang ends with a bang, and that which starts with bitter cordite ends sweet, with bitter cordite.

And that is why you and I differ from this incompetence and that is also why I cannot trust these people.

Now please, pass me the key to the safe!"

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