Easters here. 34 years of depth. People run in circles. Theres a robot in in a cardboard box holding onto a head of lettus. Xcx opens it up and sees it. Her immediate thoughs filter into a non unassuming smile. 'Hi' shes says. Next day shes on the bleachers of the concert with a cigarette handy. A procreater reaches a lighter to it. Xcx says: please put that in your mouth for youself.
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