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:: Wednesday, November 23, 2016 ::


The jangling, jingling looseness of his limbs alerts the pedestrians to his approach and they part, red-sea like, allowing him to pass them by without there being any danger of him connecting with them in anyway. His insanity seems dense and possibly contagious. He sings, or makes a singing like noise, joyful but also heart-wrenching.

:: Fretting 10:50 PM [+] ::
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