Justice

I’m in Orléans now, outside a McDonald’s. There was a stupid girl on the train, playing loud music all the way to Tours. Then some old man dropped a giant suitcase on her head. All I heard was the sweet clunk of justice.

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4 thoughts on “Justice

  1. (comment from Bertrand)

    “You're not talking about justice. You're talking about revenge.
    Justice is about harmony. Revenge is about you making yourself feel better.”

    Can not resist, I'm afraid.

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