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Dr. Frank Murda and philosophy of juvenile car

Life was never quiet for Dr. Murda, now you know why spitting blood.

Although there was one in every respect, Dr. Murda did not have the typical appearance of a mad doc. It was more than two meters high and was easily mistaken for a closet, but it was not always so. As a young man was
Bassino gracilino and he remembered it was excluded because he was a geek and a nerd chronic, but had a special gift.
Then he changed his spine and clavicles: plastilicio structure and electrical cables and optical fibers instead of the nerves, got Chlorophyll Girl and began his campaign for the submission of all humans, but remained an outcast and was still a geek.

The memories of childhood afflict him, the past is the past, things do not change, the serenity has been banned. While Dr.

Murda trying to repair an old system had anti locating Chlorophyll Girl put on standby.

wonder what he thinks when a machine is idle, when a machine is off can not have consciousness, but the standby is a state on which Dr. Murda was pondering for a while, the cars were perhaps aware of their stand? Maybe Dream of Electric Sheep.

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The Adventures of Frank Frank Zanchetti Zanchetti

had come together a little 'game, the decision of having had a bit surprised' both, but as many had gathered to drink in a local center of chic, elegant and with gay waiters, drinks Dear asserpentati and a sense of order that is ill-suited to a place where people go to get drunk before dinner.
While Frank, who had just finished assisting a lesson in the course of investigation and standard techniques of persuasion, he was draining the second gin and tonic, alternating sips of sparkling water, you, happy and sure I wanted to make a good impression he spoke of the usual things that are said to know, just enough to not be considered strangers.

When did you know that I would have been?
I just figured we met.

Well Frank managed to be taken home and after a soft basin (well, to convince her to pick him up had given him to do in front of the house)
ended up rolling on the bed in her parents', but what happened to bed should not be of interest to you.

What could Frank will remark, and in some way to make him interesting to consider the above tipina (which are chronic in honor of it was not even stupid) was that with his very great surprise, just entered the house (and before it began to roll in bed) is found drowned from heavy furniture, the walls were filled with stuff hanging, wood, ornaments hanging from everywhere, dust. No, actually there was dust and the house was very clean, but all that heaviness and dark wood, all those photos hanging on the wall without breath smelled of old, smelled like a middle-class apartment (the apartment was actually very small, much smaller than it had requested quell'arredamento) between XX and XXI century seemed to enter the house of one of those petty and inept characters of those famous writers, it amused him and grinned smugly.
was when he entered the kitchen that everything was clear and logical, on display, and rigidly arranged calculatedly entrant to the eye, stood on the corner of a shelf (among myriad other paccottaglie) four bottles bad wine with the large face of Muxolini label. You

faxisti at home?
My mom.

Frank, despite the work that was started to do, was never considered a faxista and the worship of those who had retired Muxolini a fool, only later, thanks to the intensive use of alcohol, psychedelic drugs opiates and would develop the natural aversion to any form of power (made up or not) and that the authorities would put you ahead, but equally unable to explain why, that shit faxista began to affect him only after he had discovered the terrible essence .

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The only problem was a droid is not able to sleep ever.
You can get around to finish it, to kill someone by surprise out of invisibility, or you can do as Dr. Murda, who spends his nights on avalon drinking redbull and smoking cocaine based. But

spend every damn night (mica always have someone to kill or to finish work) alone, together with some cybernetic and forlorn in the cold of his body was not great even for a droid gunship.

Since he had reached the top spot in the ranking of avalon then he felt even more passion for the game, he wanted to sleep and wake up the next day, he wanted to go to the bathroom and make love. But
are luxuries that a droid fighter can not afford, even if finely crafted, high-anthropomorphic like her.

tried to pretend anything, check all hardware for all machines of Dr. Murda, rebuild all the software he needed to work (and with computers in his head it took too little to spend the night) and do a thorough cleaning of all its weapons and all the mod.

Sometimes he wanted to be human, Dr. Murda would have noticed this, and as he had done when he realized that something was not quite get the latest copy of the ghost's mind Cloroffilla Girl and cleared it to exist, this Once there would have failed.

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That night was to speak with a guy at a dinner in a good neighborhood of murdatown, had appeared dirty and drugged as always, had spoken to who was to speak, then the evening was prolonged in the wake of the spirits.
Frank began to talk to a pretty girl, was a model, he had not spoken with pussy models and high society since he was expelled from the police, but that girl, so young, so little naïve, she shared a sincere despair with Frank, he liked, that desperation.
What remained was a long walk, a new heat, the memory of her soft hair and her left nipple. The slight sweetness of love.
That night Frank came out unarmed, did not want problems and invulnerable.
was probably for his nonchalance, to death on his face, the fact that if she wanted to fuck him from the first moment that laid eyes on Frank, it was all random and given a series of successes that have returned to Frank the evil grin on his face scarred.
have a girlfriend and now sluts, bitches only, Frank never went to bed before four, just fucking in the company of drugs and alcohol.
back into the house that was still conscious, he drank a bottle of rum and ingurgitò of the tablets in case you slept on the floor thinking about his model's hair cunt desperate.

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Frank and The Ugly Zanchetti Zanchetti

Frank and The Ugly found themselves working together after many years, back when Frank was still a corrupt cop, but then happened what happened that night The Ugly needed a trusted person with which to retrieve a load whores and viados from Brazil that had to replace the stables of The Bad, strained by the recent attack made by the organization of Dr. Murda.

The Ugly "is that idiot was arrested by the police while he was playing with those others in an illegal gambling that idiot, daughters have told you a thousand times that there is going to play with those others."

They left to go to the rum and the past, they came to conclude the business completely drunk and tired, that you remember.

Frank wakes up the next day with his shirt torn and his face bleeding, no idea of \u200b\u200bhis whereabouts, no trace of The Bad, whores or who had beaten him in that m ode.

Frank had caused during the night, and had sparked an uproar, only the fury of The Bad ruisci save him from a massacre.

The place of business seemed almost normal the next day, all the bodies were gone, only the black earth with blood and bullet holes were to witness the clash.

The Dirty, which came out of the cage at night thanks to a lawyer pimp, she found herself having to carry the Ugly shoulder with his head split while dragging the whores chained.

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He started to drink strong, had just finished a work of the cock, she killed a guy who had annoyed someone. It was this new people, and Frank had little work in that period, had a little 'a work of the cock, the type was not much on the spot and so he is fated to cut his throat as a kid, Frank does not like to dirty work, even to his new employers, who had broken his cock and lowered the fee. Frank was furious, ran to get drunk just come from there. I no longer knew where he was and what he did, and would not have even mentioned, but it seems to take offense and ended the evening with slaps to take a girl somewhere known, was really drunk that night, confirmed that the present is a spectacular fun for everyone, except for Frank.
He awoke in the morning and vomited in his bed, also tried to reach the bathroom first, then gave up.