Cinema Loroco
Lines in the Dirt: Consecutive Substack Story 1147
The blood in his piss made it a pretty color. He didn’t flush, just admired it until he put his left hand on his hip to balance himself and felt gravel embedded in his flesh from the boot treads that kicked him.
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