Two Callous Uncles Eating to the Beat A Short Story by Mr Pseudonym Phillip Thunder had always loved picturesque San Francisco with its naughty, new nooks. It was a place where he felt ecstatic. He was an intuitive, spiteful, squash drinker with beautiful fingernails and short hands. His friends saw him as a greasy, gleaming gamer. Once, he had even saved an envious toddler that was stuck in a drain. That's the sort of man he was.
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