too long I had been in the cityalone and penniless, I missed the hearty laughter of the homestead, the closeness of family around the samovar. She had been dead these past two years. Yet I still could not bring myself to take the news home.
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mictoboy shitting in your cunt since,
Fri 29 Jun 2012, 22:37,
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My nose now bleeding profusely was free of pain thanks to the frigid cold. I only asked him for directions to the local disco.
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cowcat Bituminous squeegee,
Fri 29 Jun 2012, 23:04,
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The clothes that had once seemed of the city now flitted in scraps about my tattered pursuer.It was closer, too. As close as it had been in the fitful dreams that had haunted my waking hours. But this time there was to be no daylight reprieve..
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Captain Howdy,
Fri 29 Jun 2012, 23:09,
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