a piece of five
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penance
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penance
golf carts part siamese couches, clutches that conceal, it's all hidden behind the
reveal. the revel, that veil, it's all connected to a don. he's the key, the largo that
spins puns like a pottery expert.
details spun around a resort, dialogue translated by reading the word, information seems
to be the...but what about those divisions. there seems to be a theme to travel, in that,
sections are often dominated by separations; an inherent, indirect hierarchy.
spilled into adult side and it was far from empty. schooled by fish in the deep, i found
that fiction had split the notion of continuity. nonsense had infiltrated that xanax i
took earlier; shocked by sublimation, i returned to the concourse.