Smile, I Am A Thief.

No image can be inserted from my tablet, but hey, it’s about the writing right?

I am not proud to have been a burglar, however I am proud of one particular burglary and the consequences that arose from it. Heroin addiction was the singular reason for my criminal behaviour. I was clucking badly, yawning incessantly as tears dribbled down my cheeks, mixing with the moisture from my nose, a pool of liquid disgust at myself falling down my chin and then onto the pavement outside a block of flats in Palmeira square. If a forensic chemist had analysed this solution the DNA results would merely have…