Entry 001: The Black Jackets
9:45 AM, August.
Two boys staring like vultures waiting for meat.
I wrote it down, black jackets, eyes heavy. 🖤👀
Why them, why me, why then? Why look at me as if I'm sweet torment?
✝️ “Dogs will devour those who die in the city.”
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