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barflies brood the dank light the annoying drunk mutters on swipes the drool "no one listens anymore" I don't care enough to rattle my pocket for his troubles or I'd break his gob that slurs a child "bastard" just for something to do

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hugh-lovzewe

Published: Mar 16, 2012
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