Dodge is the kinda place where gunshots echo down smokey streets, where the dead lie as they fell in the dusty streets, and where the guilty swing in creaky silence. I gotta tell you… this kiwi is getting the hell out of Dodge.
It’s dog eat dog in Dodge, shoot or be shot, snatch or be left empty handed, grab a virgin (take what is pure) or be left lonely for the rest of your goddamn life. Dodge is not a single place on earth, nor is it a place in hell. Dodge is earth, Dodge is hell, Dodge is a metaphor that builds a residence inside the lonely, fearful, chambers of a human heart.
You can build an empire in Dodge, but it will still be in Dodge, and what use is a palace in hell? Fear, anxiety and selfish ambition are a bad reason to build a career, a business or a marriage… you got to get the hell out of Dodge.