Recently I saw an old drunk man on the train sneaking swigs from a 40 of Steel Reserve. His face was all red and his head wobbled with the motion of the train.
"Judgment day is now!" he repeated under his breath. And then later, a little louder: "No more shit. No more. Judgment day is now." He smirked and gazed lazily at the specks on the floor.
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