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Jun 2013
The strongest man is just immature.
More versatile than the
much real work, we operate machines, so whatever really. But the chillest part is,
too few women in their crop-tops, their bandeau's, their strips of cloth- are
death-defyingly wild. And
far more cutting than a bullet can ever be.
We never press the surface;
you have a beautiful aroma as wood in a forest.
Help. I know I'm stronger than that.
We are all entertainers and audience members
I am an anarchist
One, please, do it with me…
Written by
Steven Fried
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