andre twists apart another oreo, his fingers trembling slightly from the sugar coursing through his veins. he licks the creme off with the fervor of a man who has nothing left but the hollow comfort of processed sweets. pregnant and stabbed, he mutters, his voice low and sardonic. guess she didnt have the luxury of double stuf to soften the blow.  > "man accused of raping elderly sisters now charged with sexual assault of 13-year-old," the screen flashes, the headline staying just long enough to register before shifting to the next atrocity.  andre laughs, his head tilting back as he lets the absurdity of the world wash over him. he dunks another wafer into the milk, the liquid turning murky with crumbs and dissolved creme. elderly sisters and a teenager, he says, shaking his head. this place really is a cesspool.  > "disabled veteran statues vandalized outside kalamazoo courthouse," the voice on the tv drones, the words barely cutting through the sound of andres exaggerated chewing.  he crushes a cookie in his hand, the crumbs scattering across the table like the shattered dignity of the city he calls home. veterans cant catch a break, he mutters through a mouthful of cookie mush. but hey, at least weve got creme-filled snacks to numb the pain.  > "saginaw woman horrified after man who stabbed ex to death pleads to manslaughter," the tv flashes, the anchors voice tinged with feigned concern.  andre smirks, his lips smeared with creme and crumbs. he twists apart another oreo, licking the creme off with exaggerated care. manslaughter, he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. thats what we call justice these days.  the wafer, now bare, is dropped into the milk, joining the growing pile of soggy remnants at the bottom of the glass.
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