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The world knew Tyler Patrick O’Shea as an eccentric, self centered, psycho daredevil who made Evil Knieval look like Pee-Wee Herman. O’Shea was on intimate terms with lethal danger. He danced with death, he tap danced up to death’s door on many occasion, he twirled the tango with the Grim Reaper, he waltzed with the ****er too just to catch that moby dick sized buzz of adrenaline that pulsed through his body in the comforting , peaceful afterglow that resulted from a close encounter with the big D. While most normal yokels viewed death as a bottomless black void, O’Shea peered over the edge of that mother with the enthusiasm of a kid peering down through a sidewak grate at the faded color images of the very first playboy centerfold to ever cross his bulging eyes.
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I had a little trouble with the first line, because it's so thick with references and comparisons. Beyond that, well, I'd keep reading. I'll want something to happen PDQ.
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