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“I a you numb It’s too easy for you Feel bad, pop pill Snort dust Drink booze Feel good”

“Do I look like soood?”

“No” Her big lips curl “You feel nothing”

“Give me the dispenser”

“No”

“Volga, you pale shit Give me my dispenser”

“You are notI lunge up for it, and she pushes me to the side so I trip over one of the chairs and crash down, a blinding pain going through the old wound in ize when I crawl up from the chair

“Give it back”

“Fetch” She throws it off the balcony and it spirals down into the aerial traffic beneath I rush to the edge and watch it disappear froht

“You little monster,” I mutter

Her nose flares wide She pushesback My cracked ribs lance with pain I can’t breathe She co me off my feet I fall hard on theinto the stone

“Do you feel anything now?” she asks

“Oh, fuck…off” I cough

She puts a boot in ins to push down “Now?” Wit

h rab the stunner there I ja Her skin underneath her pants crackles as it burns She gri dark as the pain sua, no!” She lifts e, easy as a pillow, and holds e of the balcony I stare at the aerials hundreds of meters below