death's way
Newark has always had its peculiar smell of certain death and The Murder Scene contributed a lot to that. I really believed I lived in the most dismal place on earth, because sometimes Ray and I were playing on the bridge between his house and mine, and while we were throwing bread crumbs at the fish, we were surprised by some corpse born from the river waters.
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I’m not ready for a handshake with death... No. I'm just such a happy mess... Oh! – Pavlove
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