Nightmare Jones < A Private Eye Not Afraid To Die >
My fist busted a face. This face deserved it. It belonged to a dumb,dirty,crook. A gun was pulled but not fast enough. The gun was taken and a punch was given. Laying on the floor the crook held his broken nose. Yes brass knuckles do work.
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