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A blue glow casts shadows across my face. The room is silent except for the low drone of the air-conditioning unit And the grumble of the clearly miserable commentator.
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Dec 25, 2015
Dec 25, 2015 at 1:30 AM UTC
Christmasless
A blue glow casts shadows across my face. The room is silent except for the low drone of the air-conditioning unit And the grumble of the clearly miserable commentator.
taylor-ramey
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Dec 25, 2015
Dec 25, 2015 at 1:30 AM UTC
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