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The bright light from my neighbours garage where he slaves over motorbikes until late into the night makes me wonder if he is working through love or lack of it
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Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 4:38 PM UTC
Bright Light
The bright light from my neighbours garage where he slaves over motorbikes until late into the night makes me wonder if he is working through love or lack of it
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Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 4:38 PM UTC
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