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I waged war in a fiery blaze, I found peace in a purple haze. My angels and my demons they don't know their place. Ready or not they're gonna come out, and play.
— In This Moment
Good For Nothing, Nothing of Good
He was eight when he ran away from St. Genevieve’s Orphanage, eight and three months when Mr. Albuquerque gave him a job at his bodega doing stock work; eight and a half when the police eventually tracked him down and dumped Jacob back to the orphanage. Twelve when he got adopted, twelve and seven months when the family asked for their refund.
From then on a few more couples tried, they never got past the interview phase, Jacob wouldn’t let them; he was better off with what he knew and what he knew gave him freedom. He could endure Mrs. Westworth, her once brutal hands were going soft with age, he knew the routine of the convent well enough to sneak whenever he wanted – take a walk ‘round the city, workshop on getting some real chances at life, not vying for a rescue or a miracle that would never come.
His emancipation came when some buddies came to pick him up from the orphanage exactly at midday of his 21st birthday, saying their jolly good mornings to the nuns, cat-calling Jack until he got inside the damn car — a crowded, beaten down red paint chipped 83's Volkswagen Passat full of beer smelling punks — about to get that much crowded with his backpack of meager possessions and Jack's tall lanky self. Hooting their farewells and He never wants to see you again you hag!
at nun Westworth, they peeled off down the streets of El Paso, a city Jack had decided he never wanted to be seen in again.
Somewhere, somehow, he'd make a name for himself and forget all about his meager beginnings.
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Contacts
- Abigail Westworth — nun of British heritage and primary caretaker of Jacob Ortega Baldwin
- Alexander Family — employee
- Mr. Albuquerque — stout grey hair and bearded Portuguese man with a mighty appetite and even mightier rap sheet
- Petra Riley Green — a little fox he used to know, from somewhere else. Somewhere terrible that humans cannot abide. He wants to see her again
Soundtrack
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To Be Alone - 5 Finger Death Punch
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Here Come the Vultures - Delain
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Covered by Roses - Within Temptation
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What the Water Gave Me - Florence + the Machine
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