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in one spot: the intersection of an infinite number of chances & their permutations. produced: a nighttime arrythmia of storm drain popcorn leather creaks and my friends' leaky sink. your hand is surprisingly soft; i am out of line (that was a pun).
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Dec 14, 2010
Dec 14, 2010 at 3:53 PM UTC
on a moment
in one spot: the intersection of an infinite number of chances & their permutations. produced: a nighttime arrythmia of storm drain popcorn leather creaks and my friends' leaky sink. your hand is surprisingly soft; i am out of line (that was a pun).
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Dec 14, 2010
Dec 14, 2010 at 3:53 PM UTC
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