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And all the bridges blown away keep floating up

Oh hell, there is the teensy tiny possibility that the Alternative Co. might want to hire me for one of two big jobs.

Which begs the question: Can you,as they say, never really go home again?

12:19 pm - 16.05.08

sounds: liz phair - exile in guyville
words:
i am: pondering

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