If I could make everything work out right // I'd bring my photographs to life // It's hard to figure out reality // When you're consumed by compromise
“Yo, Ryder!”Ryder glanced up, taking a drag off his cigarette before flicking away the ash as he watched Toca, Nez, and Sizz climb out of the back of a towncar provided by the Flamingo. It was just
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