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not making eye contact when walking the pavement..
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not all those who wander are lost..
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he wanders, like a day-appearing dream, through the dim wilderness of the mind; through desert woods and tracts, which seem like ocean, homeless, boundless, unconfined..
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newton..
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i must go down to the sea again...
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king of your castle..
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house number 9
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shoes 10.00 tl