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Dec 2019
Black ties, collar shirts, a sea of black hair.
All operate the same, nothing is rare.

A heap of bleak faces,
holding briefcases.

Forming thoughts like a system software.
David Hutton
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David Hutton  35/M/Edinburgh
(35/M/Edinburgh)   
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   Carlo C Gomez
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