On the streets of Berkeley, a gentle white male, incredibly hungry for food, snatched some candy from a little girl who was merely two and passing by, with her mom, too closely to his big hairy hand.
Though gentle, the man was an utter loon who found himself periodically robbing his local Family Mart with a spoon and a water gun filled with apple vinegar which he produced to threaten the staff with.
The gentle white male was now wasting away in jail cleaning bathrooms and scrubbing floors with a used toothbrush given to him by an abusive guard named Steve.
The gentleman was known as Stephano, and he’d been sentenced to two years and was there for only a month but could take it no more. So, he decided to escape like a crafty ninja and slip through the steel bars of his cold hard cell and run like hell through the cold wet night.
After he escaped, he looked long and hard in a mirror hanging on a bus depot wall and found he was no longer so gentle. He had become crazed and an outrageous man. For the onlookers that passed by thought he had gone completely and utterly mental. And, it was true. Stephano, on the night of his escape, was howling at the moon crazed and selfish after having crossed the great Golden Gate Bridge wearing Prada shoes and eating juicy grapes he had plucked from a vineyard in the Salinas Valley.
He had now gone totally insane, and it seemed the gentle white male had become an evil, menacing, conniving thief. But it didn’t matter anymore as he was self-absorbed and concerned only about getting back to the place of his youth.
Stephano traveled day and night walking for many hours wandering the endless road. He looked for whatever he could find to eat. Suddenly, the guard from the jail found Stephano walking along a road and asked how he was slip sliding away from the jail cell he had been confined to. Steve didn’t wait for the cookie to crumble, because of his great anxiety and depression, he admitted to Stephano that he was tired of working at that depressing place.
Steve and Stephano talked for many hours about each others problems. Finally coming to a conclusion that they both wanted revenge. Revenge on the world that had put them in a position that was unfair.
They decide that they would rob one major bank in every State. Starting from Maine heading to Florida,Florida to Alaska and from there to Washington.
The first few heists were easy. By the time they hit Ohio, they were known everywhere as S and S. They worked their way down to Florida and started to realise that,since everyone knew about the S and S and that everyone knew what they looked like that they would never be able to spend any of the money that they had stolen. But,they had an idea. It wasn’t simple but it was the only way they would ever be able to use the money that they had stolen.
They decided to burn some of the money,keep only what is necessary and hide. Hide until no one remembered them anymore or at least were able to enter a convenience store without being noticed. Still after all the havoc that they had caused they still weren’t sure if a few years would be enough to clear their names.
The S and S duo hid themselves in the state of Alaska. Food, they could scavange for but finding a place to live was the problem. Every Motel, every apartment they would go to always had a wanted poster of them inside.
So, they decided to head to Texas instead. Since it was the biggest state, they thought that at least they might be able to find somewhere they could stay.
As they walked along the state highway they noticed something coming towards them. Shining black and white, blue and red light flickering and in huge numbers. They were on the highway so there was really no place for them to hide.
As they ran they looked at each other knowing that this was the end they smiled and started to laugh. Holding each others hands and kept running and running until Bam, they were both shot, falling straight to the hot searing ground.
The S and S duo had been ended. As all the money they had in their bags started to fly away because of the strong wind that day , their feeling for revenge also flew away leaving them with happiness. Happiness that was called “friendship”.
The police had looked at their past history of when they were young. Both of them abused by their father. Not having the childhood they deserved. They felt sorry for them.
A few days had passed, and the daily newspaper had been published with them on the front page. The title of their page was not what everyone had expected or probably thought should have. It was named “S and S the thieves with a heart”
Not many people no the reason why this tragic story or why that page of the newspaper was named that but the police, the S and S family and you the readers the listeners of this story will truly know what happened.
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