A little bird lying on its side over a sewer grate, breathing its last breaths of air. Gasping for air but losing the fight. Maybe I'll remember to see if he's still there on my way out.
Well, I didn't know what to do, so I just kept on, heading into the office on my day off so I could get a day off when I really wanted to.
Death is weird.
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- Alex
- Alex Baker works in NYC doing web development during the day and puts on a cape to solve riddles and crime by night. In his free time, he shreds the skins in DBCR, explores NYC and other places and geeks out on new tech.
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