The American Dream

The council responded by waving a brick in the air at reporters and shouting, we learned to beat our own hearts. It sound to me like the mayor is feeling mc daniels breathing down her neck, breathing dragon fire. That is, give em hell, hiram. In the event of an actual emergency, you would just now be experiencing a dream in which you were in the neighborhood where you grew up, only all the houses are now black, featureless cylinders. You are but you are also somewhere from whence you will never find home again. There is some one waiting for you at the end of the longest street. Although you do not know who. This message brought to you