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talking

Posted: March 23rd, 2011, 1:47 pm
by creativesoul
the sounds of the voices in the cafe filtered over to the table, where she sat looking up into the gray skies of the city, wondering about this strange weather, and the visions of many of this day.the usual beautiful girls in heels with make up and perfume wafting off them like a toxin, every thing seemed normal, by this society s version of reality, the core of the earth had been violated by nuclear reactors..