Northbound on a southbound lane.

Attack the innocent and free the guilty. Be rather thrifty with the needy. Night falls and the angels come out. Daylight bestows upon us and the creeps run the joint. Where to go when the universal compass is broken. Go nowhere and you reach the finish line.Treat your mistress more divine than your unsuspecting gorgeous wife. Tickle and flirt with the trigger and end your life. Deporting taxpayers devoid of guilt. All for the thrill of the hunt. I guess we shouldn’t expect too much when our compass is broken.

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