IRC-Galleria

revealed: blue sign telling me that a house was built in 1881.
the streets are empty on this sunday, I'd rather not call it x-mas yet.forget about that
downtown the streets are dirty and smelling of the night before
all i can think of it vomit, or is it just the smell?
the feminine creature looking around, searching, waiting for a bus that just won't come, I'd like to tell her cause it's something I never do
winter?no, all i can see is fake icesculptures and repairs. the photographer pulls me along and i almost trip in a garden hose outside the pissoar, have to laugh since how are they getting anything clean with that kind of hose?
urine...hah
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capture the holidays with a broken needle!

focus, coca-cola, and BK...

doesnt mean a shit to me really, yeah i have my beliefs
it's beautiful, my fingers freeze, almost no traffic
and i guess the bus came anyway
joboffer: extrahelp for the holiday season

ok

remains of what might have been a human being once rots in the back alley
guess it was his needle, that's how you capture the holiday seasons...

ok


unicode:

inhaling somewhat over 3000 toxins
the new kid in town about to make some buzz

with so many thoughts caught in one place
-cruise
i repeat myself, but you know how i hate unfinished deals
did you get it this time?

the spell:
it's typical now, isn't it?

the idea:
a second takes time

the curse:
undelivered

call IT
whatever...

did you get it this time?