I don't know what's the best part of this picture -- (a) this is as big as trucks get here or (b) why are raccoons sweeping the street?
I am sorry about this. I understand if you never forgive me.
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About Me
- Ibad
- These things that have comforted me, I drive away / This place that is my home I cannot stay / My only faith's in the broken bones and bruises I display
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