I found a perfect tap board today.
Dumpster in Albertslund.
this:
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the bottoms of my shoes/ are clean/ from walking in the rain
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2 comments:
Hi honey I am going to send your shoes as soon as I get back from CA! Love, MOM
TnTnTnTnTnTnTnTnTnTnTnTnTnTnTnT. im getting back to the lab again after many years of retirement. Lets reinvent this whole shit shall we? AAAAuuuuu.
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