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Nov 07, 2004 00:51

Steam escaped, no longer trapped in the breathless sauna. Rising up from the fog he heard the music, coming from the closet. He was pulled to it, to the handle of the door. His clammy hands raised from his sides, brushing against the fuzzy animal fur that he called pants. It made him cling wet to the door with silence. What was to be found, what ( Read more... )

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djfantastique November 7 2004, 02:42:39 UTC
Okay, now I KNOW you're just doing this for attention.

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sabdek November 7 2004, 02:55:41 UTC
needs more hurrirape

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