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5 korean girls are the only onesstopped to help as the train pulls away face like a litterbox. in a shirt too big smell of herbal insecticide hits like a ceiling fan collapsing on my head. it pushes through the soupy air and just hangs there-           .the drunk man gets up           on his own, and slips his shoes on im ok he says to the water around his mouth.imok . its dancing around us as everyone rushes to beat eachother to the bottom of the ramp. the day is waiting to end
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Jun 29, 2017
Jun 29, 2017 at 9:47 PM UTC
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5 korean girls are the only onesstopped to help as the train pulls away face like a litterbox. in a shirt too big smell of herbal insecticide hits like a ceiling fan collapsing on my head. it pushes through the soupy air and just hangs there-           .the drunk man gets up           on his own, and slips his shoes on im ok he says to the water around his mouth.imok . its dancing around us as everyone rushes to beat eachother to the bottom of the ramp. the day is waiting to end
k_faye
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Jun 29, 2017
Jun 29, 2017 at 9:47 PM UTC
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