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There are no ****** Rottweilers tethered to steel poles outside basement taverns. No emaciated men picking **** mites on their faces or women staring blankly into the fog of their day. Not a bad smell, a dead bird on a lawn, an old person wearing a sweater too tight or a poor kid with a cleft palate; not in Euphoria.
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Sep 1, 2016
Sep 1, 2016 at 6:28 AM UTC
Euphoria, A Small American Town
There are no ****** Rottweilers tethered to steel poles outside basement taverns. No emaciated men picking **** mites on their faces or women staring blankly into the fog of their day. Not a bad smell, a dead bird on a lawn, an old person wearing a sweater too tight or a poor kid with a cleft palate; not in Euphoria.
doug-potter
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Sep 1, 2016
Sep 1, 2016 at 6:28 AM UTC
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