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Black SundayBlack SundayBlack Sunday
The asphalt burned and steamed beneath the crowd’s feet, and suddenly the man regretted pouring the street’s surface just the night before. People unlatched their shoes from the street as if it was a large smudge of chewing gum. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead from the triple digit weather, a few attributed to legitimate nervousness. Perhaps his dream was meant to crash before it had even begun.
28,000 people waited to hear him speak, waiting for him to uncover his dream. 22,000 of them had come uninvited, all sporting wonderful counterfeit tickets; but Main Street was not meant to take this kin
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The 'erudite' thing is a joke. I don't think of myself as a know-it-all... even if I act like it.
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Luprand's Webcomic Musings - It's a blog!
Torio and NeTrek - they're old comics!
--Sij
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Luprand's Webcomic Musings - It's a blog!
Torio and NeTrek - they're old comics!
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my personal site:
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my harry potter fan art site:
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Asi me gustan grandotas para que me pegen!
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