i often think i would like the south. i don't know for certain, never having been below virginia, but i have the idea. the idea where the old man across the street is not a neighbor but a friend. his white hair and shaking hands infinitely comforting. where the girl that sits, chattering, across from me, in the open air of the restraunt over the
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by: Godspeed You! Black Emperor.
you should lsiten to it.
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