From the liquor stores to the train stop floors. Sign said "Yoga class for cats". Come join in with the last hurrah with open sores and open jaw. Escape is an excursion in a trap. Eternal game of tug and war. Between the East of my youth and the West of my future. I must be too dumb to be proud 'cause I waited. Pseudo-slamming of the skulls.

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