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20 June 2003: ^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~.
the last train to illville. everybody hang out hard, okay. i
don't care where or whom with or why or whatever, i just care about how: hard.
maybe all you need is portable cardboard or a gasoline razor, i don't know, it's
your prerogative, right. not quasi-hard. not pseudo-hard. not
e-hard. i mean like who-let-the-mimes-out hard. those guys are real.
'cause they're from the street. les biches. |
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