- Vol. 05
- Chapter 10
A Carbon Fingerprint
They know who I am. Hairs on my head bristle. When they are close They sense fear and humiliation. I am not like them and I do not like them.
It’s not that I am special, I’m not. But refuse to play their games, kiss and tell, rapo and condemn.
I am lucky still to be myself, Unusual in this tinsel town? But you pay with your life.