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Downtown

okay I

feel kinda feverish

need Chinese food

pass Chinese food on the way to

the light circle center of the city of the worlds

Greasy hair I have

greasy hair man it's frigid to the touch

and stiffly trapped in the smog wind tunnel I

jumping from bus to bus

from light to light to light city

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May 31, 2010
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