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Word.
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easton noir
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still life at bar.
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eat rhythm, beat rhythm
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Coffee on saturday, yay!
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It's not just GLaDOS who is still alive.
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I'm the map!
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This way to the entrance!
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A moment of aftershow.
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in shoegaze focus.
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A moment of a purple and balconic silhouette.
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A movement, a second, clarity of vision.
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Setting up the daemon keyboards..
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Up above ghosts of music.
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I'm gonna sit here and play with any of the light I can get from ghosts.
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Every new beginning comes from some other beginnings end...
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And... we all fall down.
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Outside 2am. Porters' Pub.
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Okay Finally the big orange cone comes into to view, ever so slighltly, after all those weird virtual camera jams.
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Someone's feet in someone else's shoes. Also, there's the sidewalk.
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Now is the time when I dance for my cofee in the streets next to cones and passerbyers.
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Not a knockoff of a store just a fake, digital, Holga. gasp the horror.
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my city with sprockets
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without coffee life would be blurrier
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fake Polaroid, big iced tea.
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At play with an android. Inside a coffee shop.
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Stop and smell the roses...
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Bottles and bottles just clap your bottles.