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Time’s Thief
An old man, bent with age, walks along a dark street. He's spent his lift bending to those he feared, waiting for the time when he could retire and live free of this fear. A group of men watch him approach and smell a mark. "Hey old man." One of them says, stepping out in front of him. "What do you say to coming with us for a little bit."...
I Don't Want to be Famous 