July 2011
June 2011
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If ever the sea claims the cities on the coast, before the last bridge blows I know I will propose.
Come back baby, armed with paddles in your hands. Come back baby, come back to the bitter end.
” —If ever the sea claims the cities on the coast, before the last bridge blows I know I will propose.
Come back baby, armed with paddles in your hands. Come back baby, come back to the bitter end.
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