Morbid …. by Jim Adams
Some of you may die, but that’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make, as I couldn’t think less of you, no matter how hard I try. I don’t have a modicum of respect for any of you and I would like to clearly state with absolute assurance that I don’t give a damn what happens to any of you. Your death does not concern me in the least, as every man dies. In the end, death comes for all of us and then we cease to exist. Death will eventually come knocking on your door, and whether you go quietly into that good night or struggle, the result will be the same. You may not see it coming, but it is inevitable and there is nothing that you can do about it, as when your number is up, it is time to die and even James Bond knows this. You…
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Reena Saxena 