"Most people get along just fine without dropping bodies each night," the detective thought to himself. "Damn these new breed of serial killers." The parallel thought at 3:00-odd AM was which he'd want to engage first: bacon, boobs, or bullets.

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For a minute there, I thought you were leading into an opinion piece about Chicongo.

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This could very well be a contemporary fiction prompt.

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Learn how to write

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