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When the smoke engulfs you, smothers your lungs cough cough splutter and your head spins in the indulge of pleassure cough cough splutter Swarmed by the rush of people in Sydney minding their own business walking these twisting streets cough cough splutter it's at that point that you realise this is where you're supposed to be who you're supposed to be and what you're meant to do.
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Mar 22, 2012
Mar 22, 2012 at 10:07 PM UTC
City smoke.
When the smoke engulfs you, smothers your lungs cough cough splutter and your head spins in the indulge of pleassure cough cough splutter Swarmed by the rush of people in Sydney minding their own business walking these twisting streets cough cough splutter it's at that point that you realise this is where you're supposed to be who you're supposed to be and what you're meant to do.
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Mar 22, 2012
Mar 22, 2012 at 10:07 PM UTC
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