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AN UNFORTUNATE DEATH
AN UNFORTUNATE DEATH
Walking through the narrow foreign streets he stumbles upon a corpse,
it was only curiosity that made him stop but try telling that to the gendarme.
They beat him with sticks and locked him up, ignoring his innocent pleas.
He curses himself for not taking another street, now that he awaits to hang.
It’s just another unfortunate incident...
Tuesday 17th April 2012 11:44 am
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