Killing point

Newspapers are grim things. There's a cluster of scary stories in today's. It's absurd to think that you could leave home today and be shot dead by a stranger who can't deal with the traffic or the heat or the singing in the trains. And frightening because it could happen. When did we begin to crawl over the edge? Nobody deserves to die like that. But nobody deserves to have to kill like that either. I'm sure some of the murderers used to be nice people. I'm sure they still are. I really think the heat gets to you..one minute of madness and things are gone for good..

Ah Meursault you lurk in every single one of us. And the city's a simmering oven incubating your traces..
I don't know what the perfect city is like. But it's not like this. 
Look how we're made to live each day..I think we're all allowed to break sometimes. And it's frightening how the splinters wipe other people out.

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