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Now some guys they just give up living And start dying little by little, piece by piece Some guys come home from work and wash up And go racin' in the street She sits on the porch of her daddy's house But all her pretty dreams are torn She stares off alone into the night With the eyes of one who hates for just being born
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Four phrases I have coined that sum up today's hobby: No consequences. Stuff trumps all. The flip is the commoodity. Animal Farm grading. Last edited by Peter_Spaeth; 01-21-2024 at 03:05 PM. |
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