bob crow running down darkened tunnels while an unmanned tube train whose brakes have rusted open chases him down a slight inclineand he wishes his company weren't such fuckwits that they'd maintained the system properly. and hundred of commuters won't let him onto the platforms as he jogs past desperatly out of breath. they just push him back onto the tracks and laugh and laugh.
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monstrinho do biscoito teeeshurts = www.nogunarmy.com,
Tue 4 Sep 2007, 10:54,
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