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flashback
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human speed control
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on sundays the dead are burned
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botanic anathomy in urban fac-simile version
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without end
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d_ghost_city
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seen from the web: a dancer...
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pop pink place
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casinha (little house)
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thug-life
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rolex 63
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casual tornado
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urban desenchantment
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door met red punt
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factory
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no lady sings the blues anymore
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comboio (train)
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Mondrian, the deutch seated looking at me
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clouds in squared boxes
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about the martians that knew how to count just until 51
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a sort of a quiet queue...
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opus