My three short, short story

I mean, anyone could be hiding in Caracas. I mean, everyone is overexposed. Absolutely, yes or no? worst, everyone wants to.

II 

I have the right mixture. I slowly scann the city. The dirty sunset at the end of the world is going down to hell. Of course, I'm not a mad man


III

Please forgive me, I ' ll shoot a spurt of pis on the city right now. Oh shit, my prostate.