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Dreamskeep ,, mealive,,,, sometimes.
,,, the noto distant future,, LA, a patchwork of demolition decay,, and fadinglossy franchises.,
,thease of biking like its a big skatepark,, notwo slabs of concrete join,,, HELTERSKELTER!!
,,, Flow,, like a breeze over it all,, justouching the flats,, then Burning thighs on the stretch!!, the ability to hop curbs? PRICeLESS!,,Bikogasm!!!!
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, backat reality.
,ascratching sound,,digging dirt,, the sensation as lifted out and on the ground,, the coffin lid opens,.,.
"HEY!,, what are you doing HERE?! this spot is reseved for Dead People! BEATIT!!"
,just getting saddled upis brutal,, WALL-E , gibe me the powrs!!
,,, the breeze like Cocaine and morphine.,, the sky Mushrooms!!
, LIVE!! Doge, itSWEET!
