REPEAT OFFENDERS ON ITALIAN CRIME SPREE
Three prominent members of the New World Mafia enjoy a last few moments of freedom. Listen, says, Napalm Tony, I am a pretty, straight guy; just because all my mates are going to jail doesn't mean I can't be Emperor of Europe. And anyway, my bitch, Imelda, is a brilliant lawyer, she says so herself.
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Just suppose,that in those silent,empty hours,when the world around you sleeps,a restless figure awakens in a start.A rush,that apparently we suffer when our heart misses a beat,passes through the racing mind,as the realisation that the scene of horror that you have just endured,was only the product of a bad dream.
The vividness of your whitened knuckles gripping the rail of the dock,as the five judges slowly and deliberately don the black caps,squeezing every second of the coming doom,being masters of the stage that they are,just as you once were,and establishing that eye contact,that lets you know God has averted his gaze.
Your sweat soaked torso has dampened the sheets,and the crumpled pillow attests to the frustration at the injustice,and the absurdity,of a murder trial where a bringer of peace stands accused of delivering violence.
Cherie reaches across,and her cool,soothing hand gently rests on your glistening chest.She murmers dreamily "Go back to sleep Tony darling.It's just a dream"
It's over.Until tomorrow night.Or the night after.But it will return.
D'you remember the good ol' days when we used to think the lizards operated in shadowy secrecy, ashamed of their scaly skins.
They're all over the bloody telly and doing book signings now. The supermarkets are stocking Crunchy Locust Breakfast Cereal.
Totally off topic. Mr. Smith, but there's an Aurora alert for your neck of the woods at the mo
Thanks mr elby.
Nobody told me, I should have had an email from aurora watch. I will watch out for the Merry Dancers.
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