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you glide forward in your shitty casino thrones... little that you know that this is all a farce. you have no idea how the stars are strewn or how many alleys there are up the street. you expect us to be waiting for you there, in that dark room lit with small ikea lamps and tinted windows. you casually smile and ask me how i am doing, but i know
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