Ves Pitts Blam. His shirt ripped to shreds.
Blood stains the mall without walls.
A man covers him with sheets while the man's wife calls for help. A double-decker tourist bus teeters almost over as every passenger crushes left to catch a glimpse of the bleeding Ves. Who if anyone or thing has guarded Ves, the most cosmo-man on the scene. He's lived in Stuttgart, Alaska, California, Washington, Maryland, Louisiana, Pennsylvania, D.C., Massachusetts, Uruguay, Malaysia, an altered state, an other state of mind, but still talks like he just came out of the Alabama sticks.