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Gorillaz: Murdoc+Noodle part7
Morning. And Murdoc had decided to make reservations at the swankiest restaurant in the nearby town, for the next day. Afterwards he had gone to meet Noodle at the shooting range, so that they could practice their shots. With all the zombies still lurking in and around Kong studios they really were going to need it.
About an hour into their shooting practice Russ and 2D stumbled in, breathing heavily from running. Zombies! cried out 2D his blank eyes wide with fear.
What? Where? Murdoc span round, face alert. Noodle was still shooting, protective earplugs still firmly in her ears. Murdoc caught her arm and she turned to see what was wrong. When she saw 2D and the larger Russ both panting with worried expressions, she took her earplugs out; waiting for an explanation. Theyre everywhere! They seem to be surrounding Kong! Russ said seriously between heavy breathes. Zombies? Noodle inquired. Murdoc nodded curtly, motioning for her to co
Volpi.You will find that the story you tell
is very rarely your own. In Lucca,
even the smallest pebbles
breathe in the warm sunlight.
Knotted stones and cobbled roads
beat out a paper-dry heartbeat heat
my city breathes in and out,
inhales sparrow air.
It's writing a story.
You are the pen.
You will find that in Lucca
the daisy chains forge fire
in side streets and back alleys.
Teenagers intertwine. Tell me,
odd flower, are you still closed?
Here we are colored wax;
the heat of the city melts us.
We run into each other, rhapsody
of pigments. Operas are our specialties.
Open up; feel the reds.
If not, try and see them. There is a place
of deep knife marks, a street
long as midnight
you may learn something there.
Valentina's voice glimmers like red wine.
You may enjoy intoxications. Still,
know alcohol has no story
and will swallow your own.
Find the sign with the wolf on it.
You'll know the place. Epiphanies ring true as church-bells.
Lucca still guides the wanderers
to well sp
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