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GHOST CARTEL

some people would say was his last shot, Jim was
numb from the volume of morphine tablets he had
just consumed that afternoon and evening. He didn’t
feel King’s quantum amount of man-juice as it buried

itself within his lifeless body.
Immediately recognizing Jim’s total relaxed state,
King held Jim harder and harder as Jim’s body became
still as he laid on top of him. King knew the feeling

of death and now accepted Jim’s final breath as his last
voyage home.
King whispered into Jim’s ear after he shot his final

load, “Now Lucifer will tell our story.”

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