Please help me stay out of sight

Aurore 2022-04-20 09:01:03

The families of the top killers are indeed a little different. A man's workshop is like a arsenal, a woman's oven. With the press of a code, the camera obscura is raised, unfolded layer by layer, and filled with all kinds of shiny knives and pistols. It's just... Alas, I really want one. After dinner, the two of them tell each other a little lie, and go out to kill people, do exciting things such as missions (not in computer games). It's just that the dullness between husband and wife, the gradual burnout, and sloppyness are no different from other ordinary people, except that the level of fighting is higher, with knives, guns, rocket launchers, and finally the house is demolished, which is better than "War of the Roses". Also to be amazed.

What I don't quite understand is why they had to set a trap to kill the two of them. About this world, more and more emphasis on Team Work, no longer need omnipotent lone hero. Even in the game, people of various professions are required to team up to fight the boss, and it is impossible to complete the task alone. In the future, most people will become more like standard parts, screws, and a process on the assembly line, which can be replaced at any time. If they leave the society, they will be nothing. At that time, where should we put ourselves?

In the end, the Smiths also understood that the cooperation between the two was incomparable, as beautiful as a pas de deux. The previous lies and quarrels were not important. The important thing was to form a team to survive.

Although there are more and more buildings, standing in the city, I still feel like a wilderness on all sides, and I long to have another warm body by my side to help me keep the direction beyond my vision.

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Mr. & Mrs. Smith quotes

  • John Smith: [after Jane escapes on a high wire, stand the ledge of the ledge of the floor in her building] Chicken shit!

    Jane Smith: [shouting from a broken window] Pussy!

  • Eddie: [sitting in front of John in a diner] Tell me you got smart and that you killed that lying bitch.

    Jane Smith: [turns around her chair at the bar] This lying bitch?

    Eddie: Guess that was just wishful thinking.