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Death Kava by Reed Peck-Kriss
August 13th, 2009 10:59 PM
It was night, Africa, not too long ago.
I sat down at the small table, and felt contented. I had attained something few men nowadays ever would. I had seen one of the greatest killers of man, and had turned the tables on him. The seared crocodile steak sat on my plate, simple and unadorned. I ate well that night.
I sat down at the small table, and felt contented. I had attained something few men nowadays ever would. I had seen one of the greatest killers of man, and had turned the tables on him. The seared crocodile steak sat on my plate, simple and unadorned. I ate well that night.
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