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Coffee Is A Weapon
Because bad ideas travel in flocks...
Saturday, September 4, 2010
78 Miles outside Las Vegas, 4AM
1957
July 12th
Nothing but sand and rocks for miles, desolate, dead landscapes as far as the eye can see...
Dumped in the middle of the desert, the gambler is hopelessly trying to find the nearest highway...
This is his song:
Nevada Sunrise
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I go to sleep because I have no reason to stay awake.
78 Miles outside Las Vegas, 4AM
Maybe I should give more of a fuck
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