Spygirl [antikvár]

© ONÍ Everyday life is the greatest detective story ever written. Every second, without noticing, we pass by thousands of corpses and crimes. -Franz Kafka Money Over Broke-Ass Bitches This is written on the wall in the stairwell of my new office building. It's my first day at work, but instead of thinking about that I'm thinking about this comment. "Who are these broke-ass bitches?" I'm thinking about those broke-ass bitches, and wondering who's spending money on them and pissed off about it when 1 see a two-hundred-or-so-pound guy storming down the stairwell at me. Close up, his face is red and scarred-looking. Rivulets of busted blood vessels spread all around his nose and chin, even in his eyes, which look like they're crying red, and tributaries seem to be spreading down the creases in his face to his gullet. I duck down into the corner of the winding stairs below