this looked interesting as i drove by... not sure if it really "works," but hey, i needed something to toss up here. the snow is finally melting, and the temps are finally about 32. hopefully, when i get back to omaha, this scene will be gone.
Matt bought the house on Archer Avenue in the winter of his thirty-fifth year. Over the next decade, he and his wife had three children and then they separated. They were never legally divorced.
Virtually all memory of the brilliance of Matt had been erased by two decades of betrayal, failure and disaster.
Matt died tragically rescuing his family from the wreckage of a destroyed sinking battleship.
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