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To have something to do the attendant brushes up the pumps In the forest it is already dark Here it remains light, open if you wait a few minutes until he is out of bed But that is no longer the case at night The villagers refuel during the day and long-distance traffic drives past The economy keeps moving The country, everyone, lives thanks to the network (the concrete one) and it may take some time before it will be automated Then occasionally someone will come to spray the pumps clean the fly spots will remain and waxing will no longer be done
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Dec 2, 2022
Dec 2, 2022 at 1:38 AM UTC
The network
To have something to do the attendant brushes up the pumps In the forest it is already dark Here it remains light, open if you wait a few minutes until he is out of bed But that is no longer the case at night The villagers refuel during the day and long-distance traffic drives past The economy keeps moving The country, everyone, lives thanks to the network (the concrete one) and it may take some time before it will be automated Then occasionally someone will come to spray the pumps clean the fly spots will remain and waxing will no longer be done
Collection "NightWatch"
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Dec 2, 2022
Dec 2, 2022 at 1:38 AM UTC
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