[ WP ] Your life 's mission is to break every man-made law and not get caught . You 're on the last law .

It was a warm and bright Sunday morning in Brooklyn, and I was finally here. 
 
 I stood outside the door and took a breath, this was it. Thirty years I've been at this, I've done everything from littering, to assassinating leaders, from ignoring parking tickets, to mass murder. 
 
 My trick was do the small ones first, you know, the misdemeanors, started when I got my first parking ticket at sixteen, wanted to get back at the asshole who gave it to me. Petty, I know, but what can I say? I'm a petty person. 
 
 I've been to nearly every damn country on this Earth, done REALLY bad things, and here I finally was, at the end of my journey. 
 
 I already know what I'll do after, made a lot of money from my breif stint as a robber, I'll retire early in the Bahamas, was nice the first time I went... 
 
 I have to ask though, was it all worth it? All the death, all the terrible things I've done? 
 
 Eh, they're done now anyways, no use dwelling. 
 
 I picked up my soap and brush and stepped inside to see the Donkey that I awaited me in the bathtub. I smiled. 
 
 Brooklyn was amazing on a Sunday...
