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Thursday, October 05, 2006



Sure, I'll f*ck ya...


But FH, Dickens' poor and down-trodden always seem to find some way out. There's hope for you still!

Jim M

you know, estranged is such an ugly word. can we just leave it at as disillusioned?

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