American NonFiction Literary Online Magazine

Clone, Inc.- a piece of mind in an aggravated world.

Billy wobbles down the darkened street, his round corpulent body appears cute in a Disney sense. Street lights cast shadows over his apple cheeks. The night is pitch black. Creeks lash out at the silence and precede foot falls. A group of hoodlums stalk from the darkness. Chains and lead pipes firm in leather glove grips. The predators circle their prey.

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