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We booted and brained in fine wild bar placewith high flootin dandies all around.There is a surden elctrical magic, surrounded by dishrag faces.I hope the moon doesnВґt come home drunk this evening,when the shadows are coming at about dusk time. We are hungry to burn in the candle of flame.Fall in the temple of quivers and slaps.Share some laughs, tramps and take a hot butterbath.In the end our faces are reflected in a puddleand our faces donВґt seem to mind and the puddle doesnВґt lie.

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