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1 " Nobody has any rights unless they've got a machine gun. "
― Kent Anderson , Night Dogs (Hanson #2)
2 " Sometimes the dogs attacked grown men, even cops, as if they wanted to die, growing bolder and more dangerous in the summer, when people stayed out after dark, and rabies began to spread. It came with warm weather, and carried by the night wind and nocturnal animals gone mad - prehistoric possums with pig eyes and needle teeth, squealing in the alleys. Rats on the sidewalks at noon, sluggish and dazed. Raccoons hissing in the nettles and high grass along polluted golf course creeks. Feral cats, bats falling from the sky, dreamy-eyed skunks staggering out of the West Hills, choking on their own tongues, their hearts shuddering with the virus they carried, an evil older than cities or civilization - messengers perhaps, sent by some brooding, wounded promise we betrayed and left for dead back when the world was still only darkness and frozen seas. "