She came from the south. He came from the sticks. Somehow, they made all this from pixels and love.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
My burger went well with the boom boom boom of the lanes crashing above. All night was a wet dull thud. I imagine that on Saturdays, there's a lot of dancing. The bass is accentuated by the slam crash bang up above.
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