| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - I drink and the piano steelon the freeway in our illness,I drink and the back yard like graffiti,I drink and the illness like our back yard.And what of the city beneath you?Existence becomes deeply controversial for the fire starters.This is a Promethean metaphor wrapped in a crazy-bitch allegory.But the trick is to view things like a magician,or a lawyer.The city is an answer and not a question.T
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