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Nuclear
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Redial
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Locked
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rusty knocker
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Light hits the rotting stairs
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Ruined
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The edge..
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mind the gap
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The last one here didn't escape.
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Missing Chief
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The Years of cobwebs
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Basement of dispair
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Over looking the decay
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Floating chair!
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Old grandpa's ties!
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What lurks at the end of the corridor?
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hoover (detail)
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Walking up to Manor P
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Got a handle on it
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Rust in the dark
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Beauty against decay
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Hidden in the garden
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Amoungst the wood chips.
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Manor P
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I feel there's someone watching me.
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The fire keeps me warm...in this nuclear time.
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Time to sit down and put the telly on!
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was ere'
