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My visit to the prison was quite interesting. To be fair, I was checking up on Mason — and as it turns out, he wasn't there. Surprise to end all surprises. However, the facilities are somewhat nicer than I expected, if a little cramped. A sudden spike in crime rate will do that to a place. The group of people there is motley at best. Destruction is destruction, no matter who is behind it, though I do question some motivations. I suppose those are between the convicted and their god. And, of course, the government.

One has to wonder why two wealthy and powerful leaders would mysteriously turn up dead at roughly the same time. Babylon, do your wonders never cease.

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[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

i get molested and you get wine. figures.

[pushingupdaisy.livejournal.com]

That's because I expect wine, not molestation.

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

slong as it wasnt wine and molestation

[pushingupdaisy.livejournal.com]

Jealousy has never suited you well, Mason.

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

just looking out for you, Daisy.

[pushingupdaisy.livejournal.com]

Thank you.