- There wasn't a single moment that defined my life. But rather, a single style.
- Crime, baby.
- That's all it took for me to be alive.
- For me to feel like a human fucking being.
- Goddamn.
- It was a summer night, bordering on that sweet sweet autumn breeze coming in.
- I was minding my own business on the edge of town.
- Working my bullshit job as a stockboy in some supermarket.
- When she walked in.
- Looking damn good.
- Boots, skirt, top, headband, the whole deal.
- I wanted what she was offering if you catch me.
- All I did was throw some product on the shelves near her and I could already tell sparks were flying.
- She asked me whilst we were in the pasta aisle, "Hey, do you have any, uhm.. angel hair anywhere?"
- I responded, "Well... Besides yours, we should have some in aisle 7."
- And that's all it took, boys.
- The perfect crime.
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