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Nov 03, 2007 17:53

He lies on the dirty street, almost in the gutter, with a bleeding lip and a hacking cough, but there are no tears. Instead, he wants to laugh, and so he does so, albeit pathetically and with a cracking voice, but it rings out bitterly into the night. He didn’t think he’d be in the gang forever, but he never thought his end would come like this.
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inevitabilityy November 4 2007, 03:54:45 UTC
I AM NOT ABOVE BRIBING YOU FOR BOTH.

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4_03_am November 4 2007, 04:21:50 UTC
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YES YES YES YES

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spurious November 4 2007, 21:39:44 UTC
WANTS WANTS WANTS WANTS OMG

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