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a play of fake rains
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6 comments:
I like how the images contrast on this, the solid, bulky machines, and the rains.
great choice of words
Beware of lurkers. They like to eat lines and then regurgitate later.
Am I regurgitating?
No no. lurkers do. hahaha.
Got it. Thanks.
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