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Lets not construct anything then and bypass analyses altogether lets just seem to be foam that fizzes above the Gaussian sea momentarily then splash back to be pure statistical chance So I see this guy stop in front of me and smash his radio against the lamp post earphones still dangling from his face and I wonder if he bought it at the $1 store. It is night time and the street is dry perhaps it is summer.
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Jan 13, 2013
Jan 13, 2013 at 5:41 PM UTC
$1 store
Lets not construct anything then and bypass analyses altogether lets just seem to be foam that fizzes above the Gaussian sea momentarily then splash back to be pure statistical chance So I see this guy stop in front of me and smash his radio against the lamp post earphones still dangling from his face and I wonder if he bought it at the $1 store. It is night time and the street is dry perhaps it is summer.
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Jan 13, 2013
Jan 13, 2013 at 5:41 PM UTC
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