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in the only finished scene of my father’s documented seizure a tin woman eats a cricket before a paltry congregation of children hired in spirit to distinguish an aerobic from a cerebral doom
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 8:03 PM UTC
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in the only finished scene of my father’s documented seizure a tin woman eats a cricket before a paltry congregation of children hired in spirit to distinguish an aerobic from a cerebral doom
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 8:03 PM UTC
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