Daily Archives: May 11, 2010

“Move aside! Move aside!” Trauma shouted at the swarms of turbin wearing salesmen. One particularly skinny one with hundreds of wrinkles and only three teeth and smelled of that hot mutton curry held up a chicken in front of Trauma’s path holding up the line as the rest of the group carried out the pilfered goods. “Thanks.” Trauma growled grabbing the poultry and shoving the man several feet back into the crowd but his face. Continue reading →