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A door half-way up the stairs is kicked in two men come across me they greet and pass by There is police sand on the carpet next to a flower-pot at its side the staff strolls with a cup of coffee Someone is taking pictures another is counting boxes and everywhere there are sheets Please Do Not Touch
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Jul 29, 2020
Jul 29, 2020 at 4:03 AM UTC
Please do not touch
A door half-way up the stairs is kicked in two men come across me they greet and pass by There is police sand on the carpet next to a flower-pot at its side the staff strolls with a cup of coffee Someone is taking pictures another is counting boxes and everywhere there are sheets Please Do Not Touch
Collection "Mosaic virus"
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Jul 29, 2020
Jul 29, 2020 at 4:03 AM UTC
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