Curious Coding

"This job fucking sucks." "Why’s that?" "They’re cheap as shit, so they pay us off the books. I can’t even prove a source of income when I’m applying for things." "Can I write that on the blog?" "I don’t give a fuck." "What if the owner gets mad at you?" "I don’t give a fuck."

"I’m from the Ivory Coast." “Why’d you come to America?” He formed his hands into two imaginary guns. “Too much boom boom,” he said. “So I run.”

"We were best friends in high school." “Did you both know the other was gay?” “I knew she was. She didn’t know I was.” “So how did she find out?” “I wrote her a love letter.”

"I just got out of prison. I was there 37 years." “What’d you do?” “Something I shouldn’t have done.” “What was that?” “Someone pushed me. So I killed him.”

The ending is always the same, and that same is that it ends.