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Low-slung sun of October caught and embraced those gathered, on steps, hemmed by fountain, and Victorian revived Roman. There are statues amongst the passers-by, rooted by makeshift placards fashioned from discarded cardboard with chalk marked ironies. Tank girl, hair part shaven and dyed flame red, is slender and strong holds, 'This is a sign' on the reverse, in bold print, it read FRAGILE.
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Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 8:24 PM UTC
First Day Of The Occupation
Low-slung sun of October caught and embraced those gathered, on steps, hemmed by fountain, and Victorian revived Roman. There are statues amongst the passers-by, rooted by makeshift placards fashioned from discarded cardboard with chalk marked ironies. Tank girl, hair part shaven and dyed flame red, is slender and strong holds, 'This is a sign' on the reverse, in bold print, it read FRAGILE.
June 2014
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Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 8:24 PM UTC
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