.My life is black.
My beret is black.
My apartment is black.
My girlfriend is, well, she's very tan.
Oh, vast blatant train yard of apocalyptic America, hissing and groaning like a horse on fire with a wick like gravy in Evanston like stone.
Greasing the abnormal skill.
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