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******* caught in a razor blade crevice of a smart phone left broken on the floor of a public bathroom in a run-down bar in Nottingham (with battery and SIM removed) and like a run-on sentence the scene grows monotonous.
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Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 5:45 PM UTC
Saving The Ice Caps by Recycling Motifs (Thursday Night, Drunken on Drugs and Passed Out on a Tiled Floor)
******* caught in a razor blade crevice of a smart phone left broken on the floor of a public bathroom in a run-down bar in Nottingham (with battery and SIM removed) and like a run-on sentence the scene grows monotonous.
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Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 5:45 PM UTC
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