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Deceit and conceit are concrete. Raven’s feet patter  over the gutters, the sewers beneath the street secrete a pungent odor similar to raw meat. Families strolling past shutter and mutter, feeling elite plagued by their own effete. -AM
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Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 12:06 AM UTC
Night in an Alley
Deceit and conceit are concrete. Raven’s feet patter  over the gutters, the sewers beneath the street secrete a pungent odor similar to raw meat. Families strolling past shutter and mutter, feeling elite plagued by their own effete. -AM
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Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 12:06 AM UTC
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