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Sep 22, 2004 16:03



one early morning i was walking up and down a dirt hill outside the gate across from my house. i did this over and over for 1/3 of an hour. at the top of this hill was a piece of glass and at the bottom was a puddle. when i would walk up i would stop at the top for a second and pick up the piece of glass. sometimes i would think about how this ( Read more... )

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worked_upsexual September 26 2004, 23:16:25 UTC
20 dollars

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