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Strangers[9:51 p.m. on june 10]Strangers
Thursday night, a couple of guys and I took off on our break in search of that smoothie shop we knew was somewhere nearby. We found it quickly, running across the street before cars with liberal drivers who had pasted liberal bumper stickers on the vehicles’ rears could run us over. There lay a near-empty expanse of gray parking lot, and then the smallish shop. The first boy -- one a bit too particular, overeager, but nice -- waited in line, but the second boy and I hung back. We somehow managed to find out that each of us desired to go to a quick Mexican place instead of trying a fruity co
THANK YOU! *bows in royal way and grins* This is so cool
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L’opéra : son fantôme, ses petits rats et ses ruches !
[Beneath the Opera House]
[Le Phorum]
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Take A Look In My
"The boy you trained, gone he is...Consumed by Darth Vader."
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People are like stained glass windows. They sparkle and shine when bathed in light but their true beauty can only be seen in the darkness when a light shines from within.
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visit my gallery and i'll give you a cookie! an imaginary cookie, representing my eternal gratitude!
to those who have: *hands cookie*
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"I love to go down to the schoolyard and watch all the little children jump up and down and run around yelling and screaming. They don't know I'm only using blanks." ~Emo Phillips
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