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| typhoid |
she entered the tent. the night was cold, quite cold. dew, already condensed upon the flap dripped down into her hair. she was smoking something whose effluvium i couldn't and still can't place. the moonlight glittered. |
000102 |
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| birdmad |
in silence the doors open wide (the atrocity exhibition) this is the way... step inside... joy_division |
000824 |
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| j | evaporates twice on the right | 010124 |
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| the one | i guess that you think you can come in but its not that easy. you cant just walk in like you own this place. i own this place. its my life | 011115 |
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| flower girl | okay man, sorry | 040106 |