It's conceivable that i am not who you think i am, although my name is the same.
I was caught in the act of piracy, sent out to stroll the greasy teeter totter plank of impending mass media ignominy, allotted my meager five minutes and no more.
I do not care: five minutes is time enough for life and time enough for death, in certain circumstances.
You may wonder at the change in voice, the change in tone, the inflections and the character or lack thereof; who can blame you?
I may be who you think i am after all.
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