from whence it came we do not know. our immediate reaction was to claw out each-other's throats and, broken and bloodied, hold the glowing object to to our jealous hearts while huddled in the corner of one of the dressing rooms. days stretched into weeks as we crouched transfixed, our dark master nourishing us and showing us a cruel world of pain and pleasure. anyways, if you dropped this in the store we can be reached at 503.239.3959 sunday/monday 12-6 tuesday-saturday 12-8.
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I see you found my heart, I occasionally loose track of the rather useless thing, mostly in strip clubs, in martinis and the backseats of compact cars.
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