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This is just a start bare with me ok... |
| It is so hard being a great detective. Just kidding it is the best life ever. I am a detective even when i am not on duty. Marking down the times of the gunshots that I hear in my neighboorhood with my faboulous assistant, doing stake-outs on people who give me the creepy feelings. This is my real-life fantasy world and I love it so much. In reality I work at the medical examiners office, and I get to see alot of crazy fucked up shit. I have to fiqure things out fast from the scences and the bodies that I see. I even talk with the dead sometimes, wondering if just maybe they can hear me. Fiquring out the truth of their death is what I do. Sometimes that truth steals from me and my compassion. To be continued |