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No more long stares spent phenol syringes fresh on the streets, barbiturated ruffians riddled, denizens lost into this killing machine, over dosed on Laudanum yesterday's ***** with temerity to spare, turns tricks down tomorrow someone laugh and high kick her, those new Barista Gangsters , their marketing strategy stretches the mind, enough to **** a healthy Ox. Lean close and hear this requisitioned block is a pleasure dome suitable for gilded beautification.
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Dec 15, 2012
Dec 15, 2012 at 2:02 PM UTC
Doom Town
No more long stares spent phenol syringes fresh on the streets, barbiturated ruffians riddled, denizens lost into this killing machine, over dosed on Laudanum yesterday's ***** with temerity to spare, turns tricks down tomorrow someone laugh and high kick her, those new Barista Gangsters , their marketing strategy stretches the mind, enough to **** a healthy Ox. Lean close and hear this requisitioned block is a pleasure dome suitable for gilded beautification.
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Dec 15, 2012
Dec 15, 2012 at 2:02 PM UTC
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