

HardboiledDown-town New York. The monochromatic tones of a dead dark city smear themselves across the surface of my pupils, it’s enough to rape that ‘gung ho’ attitude and leave it lying in the gutter, all cut up, bruised and bloody.Hardboiled
A women’s muffled screams tear themself from the darkness surrounding me.
Amen, this is New York City.
I’m sitting on the corner of ninth and third, whiskey bottle jammed between my teeth I tilt my head back and let the holy water christen the back of my throat, extinguishing my flames with gasoline.
The whiskey burns my insides, I take another gulp and stare into the


UntitledShe's beautiful, in a macabre sort of way.Untitled
Blonde, Caucasion, female.
Despite the blood that covers the bathroom stall and most of her body, she looks peaceful. As if, despite losing almost five pints of blood, she's just asleep.
Very pale -- natural or blood loss?
Wonder if she'll wake up. Wouldn't be surprising. This entire thing's surreal.
Late teens. Student at UPenn.
Is this a murder scene or an art exhibit? The flashes of light from the police photographer's camera make it hard to tell.
Possessions: Penn ID card -- Leah Hopkins. Credit card. Twe
Sin City
KONTROLL
Your gallery is great!
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Y o u C a n S e e M e
W h e n e v e r I t R a i n s ,
F r o m R o m e T o N e w O r l e a n s
D a n c i n g O n T h e G r a v e s . . .
I join The Supernatural Club
flue makes me crazy
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Y o u C a n S e e M e
W h e n e v e r I t R a i n s ,
F r o m R o m e T o N e w O r l e a n s
D a n c i n g O n T h e G r a v e s . . .
I join The Supernatural Club
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"Ride hard... Live free!"
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All the make-up cannot hide the fact..
That you're gone and you're never coming back...
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super. special. awesome.
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