son_of_god raze he sat on a bench outside the building that holds all the swollen egos and heartless scumbags that govern our municipality. he watched his neighbour's dented car pull into the parking lot. the man who piloted the piece of shit walked three blocks to get where he was going. there was an unexpected handshake from the enemy. it came with some kind words that may or may not have been sincere. six cops tried to look busy while killing_time in their sleek sedans. a woman pushed a shopping cart down the sidewalk and screamed, "jesus fucking christ!" over and over again. he wanted to ask her if she'd seen the son of god lately. he left it alone. 240131 what's it to you? who go blather from