brickwalled alley by night
dumpsters spilling garbage along the sides
a cab or pow-lice car
pulls up
pulls up
red flashing taillights
on wet tarmac
on wet tarmac
zoom in to the garbage
a rat scuddles away
from the outstretched arm
of a fresh corpse
Music starts, titles roll
“Number 22 on this shift”
“one shot – no prints”
“maybe we’ll find a witness
but it’s a long shot”
IP Fisher
May 4th, 2012
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