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this town burns like old tales of wet villages near Halifax a hub of nowhere, lined to hubs all apart at travel-trap distance undistinguished but cultured, the spec manifest of an always rolling boulder; party party, debit card! welcome to the corner of the world.
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Mar 8, 2014
Mar 8, 2014 at 3:14 AM UTC
table top fantasies
this town burns like old tales of wet villages near Halifax a hub of nowhere, lined to hubs all apart at travel-trap distance undistinguished but cultured, the spec manifest of an always rolling boulder; party party, debit card! welcome to the corner of the world.
written on March 2nd, 2013 about my hometown of Powell River.
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Mar 8, 2014 at 3:14 AM UTC
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