[Octagon. I used to think that I had eight sides to me, all kinds of different emotions wrapped up like sides to a $50 coin. But now I'm starting to realise that, like an octagon, I never had a third dimension.]
[That's what this man told me, anyway, sweeping into my life in a cloud of cigarette smoke smell, deadly as a killer trained scorpion. His eyes were hazy with lines sharper and smarter than the ones used by a top-class floozy on an unsuspecting sap. And he said that he's some other version of me.]
[Justin Halley. I don't remember Mr. and Mrs. Halley. I don't think I ever had them. I don't remember being a child - I don't think I was ever considered that deeply - but I know two things; first, when I was a child, I used to play with action figure soldiers and comic books; and second, I never grew out of it - just made the figures bigger and the comics' pages into a map.]
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[That's what this man told me, anyway, sweeping into my life in a cloud of cigarette smoke smell, deadly as a killer trained scorpion. His eyes were hazy with lines sharper and smarter than the ones used by a top-class floozy on an unsuspecting sap. And he said that he's some other version of me.]
[Justin Halley. I don't remember Mr. and Mrs. Halley. I don't think I ever had them. I don't remember being a child - I don't think I was ever considered that deeply - but I know two things; first, when I was a child, I used to play with action figure soldiers and comic books; and second, I never grew out of it - just made the figures bigger and the comics' pages into a map.]
We're freed from our prose here, I think.
...Would you call it an improvement?