The Hunt
Once upon a time in the City of Angels, a Kafkaesque character named R.K. was motoring along at a top rate of speed… zipping through the urban jungle of Sinclairian madness. When like a sudden nuclear flash, a group of soldiers in a squad car with the LAPD emblem on the door appeared; they were pointing, signalling with their stubby fingers for him to pull over. R.K. was not certain of their intentions; seeing that it was quite dark outside, he just sped away. That impulsive act only spurred, fueled the soldiers seething desire for the kill. R.K. held the pedal against the metal, as the car shot through the city street like a jackrabbit racing ahead of a coyote. […]
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