

Story by me and alexWelcome to st petersburg.Story by me and alex
I'm sat in a room with dissapointingly tinted windows, at terminal 8 in a room. Terminal 8 is near terminal 7 and also an Unnamed Terminal. i can see many things that are far more appealing than this screen. There is a tree, which has leaves which resemble those of bamboo, so that if i crop the rest of the tree out so all I can see is a lot of leaves, and make the leaves really big, i could be in a bamboo foreset, because those leaves happen to catch the wind in exactly the right way.Then again, I ask myself a few days later over a steaming hot cup of cat, "What IS the right way?!" and also "Why AM I dr
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diggy diggy diggy dog dough diggy!
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Mess with me and i'll fill you with lead
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We the Willing,
Led by the Unknowing,
Are doing the Imposible,
For the Ungrateful;
We have done so Much,
For so long with so Little,
We are now Qualified,
To do Anything,
With Nothing.
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