She stood snarling at the gates of America, clawing the body of a security guard. Her hair looked like snow that a dog had pissed in. Make-up smeared her eyes into dark elliptical orbits. I reached inside and there was nothing...nothing but cool black wavering away against the nothing wind of her eyes. Blood giggled over her pearly yellow teeth, reflex wiped it away with her tongue, her eyes rippling with fear. I had fallen in love.
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