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  <description>Your best friend has sex with your ex, what happens?&lt;br /&gt;- the crack wears of and the gravity of the situation his him like a wet sack of bricks, needless to say i must erase those memories from his brain, for his own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone said to you &quot;nice ass&quot; you say?&lt;br /&gt;- i know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you scribble on paper, what do you scribble?&lt;br /&gt;- bio-mechanical leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do certain alcohols make you have different emotions?&lt;br /&gt;-  tequila make me fight or fuck, martinis make me classy and absinthe lifts me up off the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anybody you wish you could be spending time with right now?&lt;br /&gt;- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this year the best year of your life?&lt;br /&gt;- it could very well be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think back to the last person you kissed, how many times have you cried in front of them?&lt;br /&gt;- once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you act differently around the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;- no, i filter differently around everyone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there one person in your life that can always make you smile?&lt;br /&gt;- several&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you miss somebody right now...&lt;br /&gt;- you win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most memorable thing that&apos;s happened to you over the summer?&lt;br /&gt;- see &lt;a href=&quot;http://deadbreed.livejournal.com/11767.html&quot;&gt;http://deadbreed.livejournal.com/11767.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever really cried your heart out?&lt;br /&gt;- no, it has always remained in my chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you the same person as you were at the beginning of 2009?&lt;br /&gt;- i&apos;m not the same person i was yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A book ever made you cry?&lt;br /&gt;- yeah it fell on my head real bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has someone of the opposite sex ever told you they loved you?&lt;br /&gt;- every sex has&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there someone you wish you were still close with?&lt;br /&gt;- no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be mad if your best friend dated the person you liked?&lt;br /&gt;- yes and i&apos;d have a thumb necklace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you?&lt;br /&gt;- yes and i spend the money on an electro-magnetic spin field generator, shielded equipment, a lotus exige s, a loft and myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think two people can last forever?&lt;br /&gt;- are you factoring in decay, or the fact that we are all stardust and what about the cold death of the universe? unless they integrate the personalities into a immortal machine AI and figure out how to pierce the bulk so they exist in there own closed space-time bubble in a meta-dimension, then no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of your last 10 kisses, were they with the same person?&lt;br /&gt;- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you&apos;ll be hurt again soon?&lt;br /&gt;- physical, yes probably tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there someone you know you should probably stay away from but can&apos;t?&lt;br /&gt;- no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever made a boyfriend or girlfriend cry?&lt;br /&gt;- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe that you are a good boyfriend or girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;- i could be better.. i know now how tho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you dated people who were not good to you?&lt;br /&gt;- yes, but i didn&apos;t see it at first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any of your ex&apos;s told you they regret breaking up with you?&lt;br /&gt;- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you regret any of your relationships?&lt;br /&gt;- i do not regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you&apos;re being kissed do you like it when they hold your head?&lt;br /&gt;- i like being touched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish this sentence: The last person I kissed was ...&lt;br /&gt;- so indescribably complementary to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, who was the last person to tell you that they love you?&lt;br /&gt;- mac or josh i dont recall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time last year, can you remember who you liked?&lt;br /&gt;- me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever eat a bug for 1,000 dollars?&lt;br /&gt;- as long as it wasn&apos;t a bug from starship troopers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time you will kiss someone on the lips?&lt;br /&gt;- 9401 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person to text you?&lt;br /&gt;- aly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you fall apart if the last person you kissed died?&lt;br /&gt;- yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you plan on sleeping in tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;- no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather dye your hair or go tanning?&lt;br /&gt;- dye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best summer of your life?&lt;br /&gt;- 07 or 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you find piercings attractive?&lt;br /&gt;- i&apos;ve Stigmatophilia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you talked to in person?&lt;br /&gt;- co-wokers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing last night at midnight?&lt;br /&gt;- driving somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What/Who are you obsessed with?&lt;br /&gt;- strange loops, trans-humanism, zombies, cyberpunk, clothes, cats, knifes, ninjas, cats, cat burglars, serial killers, art, the surreal, aly, parkour, rpgs, pyschonauting, sex, rum, information, music, hunter s thompson, calvin and hobbs, things that push your limits and driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for something?&lt;br /&gt;- 2 torrents, a rapidshare, paycheck, new starter, aly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed anyone who&apos;s name started with a K? How many?&lt;br /&gt;- no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was last night terrible?&lt;br /&gt;- no i made 64 dollars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you lose friends when you started dating someone?&lt;br /&gt;- if my friends didn&apos;t accept whom i dated, i&apos;d rethink dating them or the friendships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you the type of person to make people laugh?&lt;br /&gt;- no i&apos;m the type of person that makes sure their humors are balanced (see what i did there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you reject or accept your last friend request?&lt;br /&gt;- still debating it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed anyone who&apos;s name started with a A?&lt;br /&gt;- Affirmative Allow An Alex to Articulate An Affectionate Adventure Affecting An Attractive,  Ardent And Appealing Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a favorite number?&lt;br /&gt;- 65535 or 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think the last person you kissed cares for you?&lt;br /&gt;- i know they do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is tomorrow going to be a good day?&lt;br /&gt;- no, i&apos;m fixing my car and giving back a superior one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would your parents react if you got a tattoo?&lt;br /&gt;- they wouldn&apos;t really care, unless it was on my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever fallen asleep with the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;- not enough &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever tried to ruin a relationship you were in?&lt;br /&gt;- yes, and it was an inside job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you dating the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;- yeah.. she&apos;s amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explain why you last cried?&lt;br /&gt;- no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with a fan on?&lt;br /&gt;- if its hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your biggest fear about making a total commitment to someone?&lt;br /&gt;- rejection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think anyone&apos;s thinking about you right now?&lt;br /&gt;- dreaming maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone you wish you could be spending time with right now?&lt;br /&gt;- yes now who could it be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you need?&lt;br /&gt;- aly, bed, new car and a machine that poops money &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a bad influence?&lt;br /&gt;- i&apos;m influencing, and my morals differ from the norm, so yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was driving the last time you were in a car?&lt;br /&gt;- me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever used the word &apos;rawr&apos; in an actual conversation?&lt;br /&gt;- that is a sound, not a word. no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been hiking?&lt;br /&gt;- yes, boyscouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What day of the week is your favorite television show on?&lt;br /&gt;- sunday, dexter &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you cross your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;- yes, but it makes magic eyes pop you in reverse &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What size drink do you usually get when you order fast food?&lt;br /&gt;- medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the blinds on your window open or closed?&lt;br /&gt;- closed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you be home alone without getting freaked out?&lt;br /&gt;- yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had anything signed by someone famous?&lt;br /&gt;- voltaire and razed-in-black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pictures on your refrigerator?&lt;br /&gt;- maybe, but it&apos;s what inside that counts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color is the trashcan nearest you?&lt;br /&gt;- chrome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any embarrassing nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;- sure, let me post them all so i can be mocked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many ceiling fans are in your house?&lt;br /&gt;- 6, why are you so hung up on ceiling fans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello lovely, hows your day going?&lt;br /&gt;- almost over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you currently in love?&lt;br /&gt;- by love do you mean companionate, passionate, interpersonal, impersonal, agape,&lt;br /&gt;eros, philia, storge or xenia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the best feeling in the world?&lt;br /&gt;- finding a complement like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any big summer plans?&lt;br /&gt;- get drunk, have fun, do something stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who&apos;s your very best friend?&lt;br /&gt;- ajosh and mac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on the phone for more than 4 hours at one time?&lt;br /&gt;- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you&apos;re a girl, do you carry a purse? If so, whats it look like?&lt;br /&gt;- what? guys can&apos;t have purses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the cheesiest pick-up line you&apos;ve ever heard?&lt;br /&gt;- them: what nationality are you?&lt;br /&gt;me: jamaican.&lt;br /&gt;them: oh i can tell.&lt;br /&gt;me: no you can&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the worst thing you&apos;ve ever experienced?&lt;br /&gt;- getting a phone call from my mom and knowing my grandma was dead as she tried to get around to telling me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there any songs that just make you cry everytime you hear them?&lt;br /&gt;- gloomy sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you text constantly?&lt;br /&gt;- you should see my bill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of cell phone do you have?&lt;br /&gt;- net10 d-bag i2232&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to California?&lt;br /&gt;- once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you take pictures of yourself when you&apos;re bored?&lt;br /&gt;- if i had a camera, wait i have a webcam, yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you still in school?&lt;br /&gt;- no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone that just completes you?&lt;br /&gt;- you mean compliment, and yes, she does a dangerously good job of it  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think your friends REALLY understand you?&lt;br /&gt;- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you use smiley faces alot?&lt;br /&gt;- yes and i read them out loud like, smilyface, frownyface, blushyface, smirkface, or excitedface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like technology or hate it?&lt;br /&gt;- love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the sickest youve ever been?&lt;br /&gt;- when i was loaded you on cid and i had 4 songs playing at the same time and i learned how to fade up, so i started stacking songs on top of each other and pushing them thur the floor and ceiling in time with the pulse of 4 different songs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in the hospital?&lt;br /&gt;- every other night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;- yes, one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the longest you&apos;ve ever had a song on repeat for?&lt;br /&gt;- months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like finding new quotes?&lt;br /&gt;- i have a neat little quote book around here, somewhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the stupidest movie you&apos;ve ever watched?&lt;br /&gt;- jesus christ vampire hunter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t you just hate those fake horror movies?&lt;br /&gt;- i hate slashers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you&apos;ll get married and have kids some day?&lt;br /&gt;- not quite sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you like as a kid?&lt;br /&gt;- awesome, i had adventures every day and learned so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like energy drinks?&lt;br /&gt;- fuck yeah, can i have one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they make you insanely hyper?&lt;br /&gt;- not anymore, they function more like a mood stabilizer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black &amp; white or color photos?&lt;br /&gt;- monochrome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a fast typer?&lt;br /&gt;- no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember who your very first best friend was?&lt;br /&gt;- andy soleden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you drink or smoke?&lt;br /&gt;- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know anyone who&apos;s pregnant?&lt;br /&gt;- nope, know anyone with stairs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What age do you wanna be when you have your first kid?&lt;br /&gt;- i hate goats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much money do you have on you right now?&lt;br /&gt;- 124.44&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s the last thing you &quot;aw&quot;ed at?&lt;br /&gt;- verb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you hugged anyone in the last 72 hours?&lt;br /&gt;- just barely made it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You receive $60 without any reason, what do you spend it on?&lt;br /&gt;- food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt like you’re not good enough?&lt;br /&gt;- yes, then i get better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you get the pants you are wearing from?&lt;br /&gt;- jou-jou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you talk to the person you like tonight?&lt;br /&gt;- i&apos;ll text her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with you right now?&lt;br /&gt;- youre so negative survey, how about &quot;what going good for you right now?&quot; then i&apos;ll say      &quot;well i adore my girlfriend, and my job is going well, i&apos;m getting a new phone and a real bed soon and i&apos;m going to fix my car tmrw, and get borderlands so me and josh can play it on friday.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you like better: hot chocolate or hot apple cider?&lt;br /&gt;- REAL apple cider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you&apos;re wasting your time on the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;- all the time i&apos;ve spent on them has been hugely rewarding, so no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone you&apos;re really disappointed in?&lt;br /&gt;- no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what you want to do with your life?&lt;br /&gt;- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever kissed anyone in your top?&lt;br /&gt;- huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think the person you like ever thinks about you?&lt;br /&gt;- yes, all the time. blushyface&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long does it take you to fall asleep at night?&lt;br /&gt;- about twice the time it takes me to get halfway there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you change for the person you love?&lt;br /&gt;- change what? if its the core of my identity, no. if its a tire yes. quit being vague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer to take your showers at night or in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;- night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you hug the last person that you hugged again (besides family)?&lt;br /&gt;- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you had any beer this week?&lt;br /&gt;- nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the last person who put their arms around you mean anything to you?&lt;br /&gt;- yes, lots, a whole lot, more then i can convey.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you get your last bruise from?&lt;br /&gt;- aly&apos;s teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made you really happy today?&lt;br /&gt;- txting aly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you go for a run?&lt;br /&gt;- about 40 times a night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the same person you did a month ago?&lt;br /&gt;- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you instantly like a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;- if they show respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know your password besides you?&lt;br /&gt;- most of my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you thinking about anyone?&lt;br /&gt;- yes, do you need a hint?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anybody on your top friends ever admitted to liking you?&lt;br /&gt;- huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like hugs?&lt;br /&gt;- no generally, i hate physical contact with non-friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will tomorrow be better than today?&lt;br /&gt;- it usually is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone you know that deserves to get punched?&lt;br /&gt;- yes and he looks like a bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather donate to help sick kids or help abused animals?&lt;br /&gt;- animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s the shortest you would ever cut your hair?&lt;br /&gt;- 4 inches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you smoke little cigars? Have you ever tried them?&lt;br /&gt;- no, yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever dressed up as a pirate?&lt;br /&gt;- never,i&apos;m a ninja you see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your favorite childhood cartoon?&lt;br /&gt;- sailor moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you sing well?&lt;br /&gt;- no but that never stopped me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s on your mind?&lt;br /&gt;- a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color shirt are you wearing? What does it say?&lt;br /&gt;- black sweater, nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about bananas and chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;- foster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to drink the juice out of freeze pops?&lt;br /&gt;- no, i mix it with alcohol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your heart smiling right now?&lt;br /&gt;- what the fuck are you going on about? you know it&apos;s just a blood pump right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you craving anything at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;- nicotine and aly, in reverse order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were little, did you think they&apos;re were monsters under your bed?&lt;br /&gt;- no they where behind the shower curtain, i slept under the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather sleep for 3 days, or stay awake for 3 days?&lt;br /&gt;- awake, i can&apos;t imagine how much i&apos;d get done.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s the last restaurant you ate at?&lt;br /&gt;- the one i work in j.doobies</description>
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  <description>this is a story that does not end well, there will be no happy ending. devoid of any apparent redeeming factors, this story shocked me. it&apos;s a story about being on the cusp of life and death. it is mine now, the only other one who could tell it has no breath to speak. this is your last chance to stop reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s late, about 2am on a night that feels filtered and muted. i am working, moving to and fro like a large red scarab shuffling towards an unnamed destiny. exiting the store with 6 deliveries the stress, tension, and adrenaline permeate me like cigarette smoke leaving that metallic taste in my mouth. after 3 successful drops the taste backs off little, i&apos;m now leaving a man who decides i&apos;m worth 1.36 and i accelerate toward the crux of the night. there in my headlights is a fox. a wild fox, about a foot tall and two feet and a half feet long with tail. halting the car, he exits. fox is standing there eye closed waiting for the final blow, channeling bucket&apos;s aura, a transparency of wild thru which he can see wretchedness and shame almost as if the fox is embarrassed to exist near him. approaching  the poor creature, he screams, claps, and stomps in vain, the fox will not move. for the first time he notices that the right hind leg is hovering; no blood, no bones, not even a discoloration. &lt;br /&gt;&quot;he&apos;s hurt&quot; &lt;br /&gt;his own voice startles himself. the fox opens it&apos;s eyes for the first time and stares at him. even though there locked in eye contact, the fox seems like he&apos;s looking down. a silent minute passes. he thinks the fastest way to get the fox out of the road is to poke it with a stick, lacking a stick he grabs the most stick-like object he has on him, the crowbar. as he nears the fox with the crowbar a car passes and stops, i do not know what they thought, but i can tell you what they saw; a beat-up delivery car with it&apos;s door open and hazards on, a skinny man in cowboy hat holding a crowbar walking toward a injured and frightened wild fox. they left the scene faster then they got there.  holding out the pointed end, he ?lets? the fox smell it, fox has no particular feelings about the crowbar so he gently pokes the fox in the butt with it. the fox plop down, now siting in the road like a cat. several pokes later the fox refuses to shift in any way shape or form. looking at the fox sitting in the road, wild, pleading eyes burning holes straight to his center, he has an idea. taking the hooked end of the crowbar, slips it around the fox&apos;s neck, restraining the toothy end, and picks up the fox by the belly. heading for the tree line, the absolute sur-reality of the situation hits him. he is holding a wild fox. 20 feet later he gently sets the fox down just inside the woods, front paws first, then rear. again ploping down like a cat. the fox stares and seems to want to speak, a thousand words in a languages neither can understand. a quick pat on the fox&apos;s side and he backs toward his cars, never breaking eye contact. if we could speak, something would be left unspoken. he gets in his car and drives off. i relate the tale to a stranger, keeping them entrapped the entire time until they as if the fox is alright now. i did not know. i told him yes and speed off to the nearest gas station, grabbed a phone-book and called animal services. if i was less high on adrenaline i would remember more of the conversation, but i wasn&apos;t, they said they&apos;d send someone out, i smiled and thanked them. i helped.&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s 4.33am. he&apos;s about to drive home but he decide to drive back and see if the fox is okay. the knife&apos;s captain plays as he turns in. half way thru the corner he sees a silhouette of a lump and knows the end of the story. maneuvering  the car so the fox is once again in his headlights he gets out. he&apos;s standing in the road looking at fox laying there, peacefully stretched out save for the foot long streak of blood and fur perpendicular to it&apos;s body. he does not move for a minute, then two. at the end of the third minute he walks toward the fox and picks him up. he cradles the limp and warm body close to his. with his right hand he closes the fox&apos;s eyes and heads for the tree line, the absolute sur-reality of the situation hits harder this time. he is holding a dead wild fox. just inside the forest he sets the fox down. curling the fox up, he wraps the tail around the fox face, and backs away. he stands there for another minute. &lt;br /&gt;&quot;i&apos;m so sorry&quot; he says with more emotion and soul then he thought he had. heading back to the car he grabs his soda and pours it slowly over the blood and fur in the road, trying to wash it all away. back in his car he turns of the radio and and heads home.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 15:45:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>it happened again.&lt;br /&gt;eat more, the little voice said, eat three. so he did.&lt;br /&gt;play some music, undo some music, make some new music out of old music. then a fort was built and a hat found and a key passed. a yeti help us pass some time till a mac rolls in.  desicions were made of the relative importance of objects and boxes were packed, boots were put on. the yeti waves good bye as we go. some of us crawled on cars others wore drunk hats some of us knew technology was about to leave us. then motion slow at first then faster in pace with the beat as we left the city, zooming out to nature. the big city has left us now and we are listen to robert smith sing about love and forests. friends gone for an eternity are back and on a porch, how comfy he says as he sits to light a cigarette before going on a walk to nowhere then the massive menacing shadow he knew as lurking behind him grew a face, it was a pony. there where some videos and cigarettes and conversion and visits to rocklandia. a staff, pole, flag, torch, beacon, lance, light source was built. the choir swells as we marched on, never knowing were, but by god how we marched, then our writer could no longer stand the real and quested back to the synthetic, nature has much larger batteries, he  found out. the idea of food was passed to taste, monies given and the only sober people left a porchful of US with one command, do not leave the porch.we left before well before they hit pavement. free, to do all the things WE could do, which was appearantly walk over to a rock with a big red blinking light smushed into a 12 foot pvc pipe. crossroads. we lost some, then there was a happy running into the inky black void. it was a fallen tree frozen in time the spilt second it hit ground. i climbed it.  shadow people spoke to me, could not prove themselves real then i lost interest. WE find ourselves eating hash browns and being less noised. after some external inner monologues there was pathological laziness as if we&apos;ve been doing these terrible things longer then ours bodies were  ever built to. things were repacked that be did not manage to lose. ::drive to house, make eye contact with yourself in the mirror, not quite sure of who flicked the eyebrows at who:: goodbyes and hugs and thanks were passed. drunk hat is taken off, and a discourse on what just happened was held by the two remaining, one drifts off, leaving our dear writer with triple sec and energy drink. it&apos;s almost noon. i not sure which me is writing this any more, fuck it&apos;s a battle to hit each key and a war to spell a word right, just don&apos;t look up, don&apos;t look at the meanings of all the symbols above you. just keep typing. words feel like stones hanging in the air. so many things left unsaid and undone, paused until next time. beautiful sights and epic places visited, frozen till time reclaims them. the thanks for that, without expecting anything back. all the times you were there. every you. every meaning of you, every mask of you, and every real you. i love you. thanks.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2009 18:41:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>halt</title>
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  <description>i did it again.&lt;br /&gt;sleep is for the weak and the un-busy, i have so much to do, it is a shame i will do none of it today. i&apos;m three energy drinks and 12000% b12 down,  i cannot stop shaking, people are staring at me. i think it is fear in there eyes. darrah keeps wondering though my brain meats like a lost kitten, mewing and chirping at things and stuff, refusing to maintain silence. i ran over a bird today in my car, two of them were in the road, one took flight as i came closer the other didn&apos;t. i had no time to maneuver. i do not know if it is alive now. i find myself seeking adventure more and more, as if i have become complacent in my life, i seek media, games, and books. i want a story. a new story. this is usually why i end up sleep deprived. the seeking. i thought there was a grasshopper under my skin earlier today, so i poked it and it did not crunch like it should of, so i guess i&apos;m wrong. understanding of events is total beyond me as of now, i move and function like a shadow. there is no substance behind my actions, they are mechanical, a simple expression on an insect mind. i pride myself in my fluidity to adjust to any situation, smoothly and with every nerve in my body. i am lacking this right now. i am in strobe. a fast collection of individual instances, disjointed and unrelated. (as if my current wring style would suggest anything else) the people here have stop staring at me, i have become a non-person to them, a curious object they overlook like a amputee or homeless man, there is no eye contact, even when i stare them down. so now they get to listen to venetian snares. softly at first, i will slowly raise the volume over time, creep it in under there radar. i need more cigarettes and i miss josh. he was here for a little, almost completely this time too. i miss my friends, they seem like shadows to me [just like me] my masks are getting heavier, i do not think i can wear them today. i have to pee. this involves packing up my laptop. dammit. they should do a will it blend with the pope&apos;s hat, i wish to see if mr god will intervene. i want to mutilate time&apos;s causality, you know, to see what could happen. i will not post results.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2009 16:23:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>have some friday, bitchs..</title>
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  <description>&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;12&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hang out til end for full payoff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;13&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; exactly what it looks like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;14&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what it looks like to get sucked into a black hole. oh yeah and evey time you shut yr. eyes on acid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;15&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m not so sure.. it&apos;s as charming as a train wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;16&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meta.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 17:15:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>peels kcuf</title>
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  <description>&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;9&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coffeed in french with sub-titles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;10&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the claymation story of mr fritzel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://investigation.discovery.com/blogs/criminal-report/sex_offenders/josef_fritzel.html&quot;&gt;http://investigation.discovery.com/blogs/criminal-report/sex_offenders/josef_fritzel.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;11&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;kitten wars...</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2009 14:15:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>CCCCooooooFFFFFffFFFEEEEeeeEEe</title>
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  <description>&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;2&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is hot, but i cannot really tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;8&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and nao skittles....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;3&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;4&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;5&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;6&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;7&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jan 2009 20:46:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>black can now be darker</title>
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  <description>US researchers announced yesterday they&apos;d concocted the darkest material on the planet - a carbon nanotube substance so black it absorbs more than 99.9 per cent of light, Reuters reports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, the stuff&apos;s so unrelentingly black it&apos;s &quot;30 times darker than a carbon substance used by the US National Institute of Standards and Technology as the current benchmark of blackness&quot; and, with a total reflective index of just 0.045 per cent, is over three times blacker than the nickel-phosphorus alloy which currently holds the world&apos;s darkest material record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.theregister.co.uk/2008/01/16/darkest_material/&quot;&gt;http://www.theregister.co.uk/2008/01/16/darkest_material/&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Jan 2009 09:16:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>o.0</title>
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  <description>renoise 2 comes out tomorrow, i am one paycheck away for my laptop, i am 24 in 3 hours and 2 minutes, my car works, and i have this strange warmish feeling behind my solar plexus, i might just be happy.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 23 Dec 2008 09:30:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i just got traktor pro for xmaus, it will go on my laptop, with these things and my midi controler, i will aurally pervert you, and you will love it, now things can never be the same. good night, i have many things to do.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2008 13:21:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>wait wut?</title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 08 Nov 2008 20:37:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 14 Sep 2008 11:52:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>an excert from a real journal dated 09.07.08</title>
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  <description>turns out i&apos;m a piece of shit. i&apos;m in the middle of the woods. drinking. alone. Darrah fucked me up hardcore, and in order to cope with the damage, i lied to everyone i know. including my self. I&apos;ve almost died, but i smiled and said &quot;i&apos;m fine, let&apos;s have an adventure.&quot; Everyone misses the old Alex... I&apos;ve no the fuck idea who he was. i&apos;m sorry but i know or remember him. the general consensus is that if i don&apos;t get my shit together i will Drown. the group is correct. lets start now. i never mourned Darrah loss, ignorance was much easier, but now it is far to late in the game [but hey, we had the most massive soul crushing highs and lows so bad the scars will never heal. we had a hell of a ride baby and i still love/hate you. bye dearheart, goodbye.] time to stop dancing with ghosts, there are real thing that need your attention. like you life.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 05:05:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>life as i know it is about to end. there will be fire and there will be blood, my world will burn down and i will bleed. this is necessary. caked with blood i will walk over the charred remains of a world i hate, a world i only had of convenience. until now. there will be fire and there will be blood, both will change me. this will be fun. you will see the aftermath in my eyes for weeks....</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Aug 2008 15:11:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i see your meme and raise you this hat</title>
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  <description>Taken a picture naked? yes&lt;br /&gt;Made money illegally? yes&lt;br /&gt;Had a one-night stand? no&lt;br /&gt;Been in a fistfight? yes&lt;br /&gt;Slept with your best friend? no&lt;br /&gt;Had sex in a public place? yes&lt;br /&gt;Ditched work to have sex? yes&lt;br /&gt;Slept with a member of the same sex? define slept&lt;br /&gt;Seen someone die? no&lt;br /&gt;Run from the police? yes&lt;br /&gt;Woke up somewhere and not remember how you got there? once&lt;br /&gt;Worn your partner&apos;s unmentionables? come to one of my sexy parties&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep at work? lots&lt;br /&gt;Used toys in the bedroom? yes&lt;br /&gt;Run a red light? yes&lt;br /&gt;Been fired? yes&lt;br /&gt;Been in a car accident? tons&lt;br /&gt;Pole danced or done a striptease? yes&lt;br /&gt;Loved someone you shouldn&apos;t? i fail to see how that is possible&lt;br /&gt;Sung karaoke? no&lt;br /&gt;Done something you told yourself you wouldn&apos;t? yes&lt;br /&gt;Laughed so hard you peed your pants? no&lt;br /&gt;Caught someone having sex? yes&lt;br /&gt;Kissed a perfect stranger? no&lt;br /&gt;Shaved your partner? yes&lt;br /&gt;Given your private parts a nickname? yes&lt;br /&gt;Had sex on a rooftop? yes&lt;br /&gt;Played chicken? yes&lt;br /&gt;Mooned/flashed someone? yes&lt;br /&gt;Slept naked? yes&lt;br /&gt;Blacked out from drinking? yes&lt;br /&gt;Felt like killing someone? yes&lt;br /&gt;Had sex more than 5 times in one day? no&lt;br /&gt;Been with someone because they were in a band? no&lt;br /&gt;Taken 10 shots of liquor in a day? yes&lt;br /&gt;Shot a gun? yes&lt;br /&gt;Gone outside naked? yes</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Aug 2008 20:30:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>the amphetamines just kicked, i shaking to fast to see. today i think i will cleanse this world or maybe just finish this song..</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Jul 2008 00:05:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>DRAEMS</title>
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  <description>I spent all of today mired in the depths of a twisted and surreal dreamscape. I won’t waste your time by telling you the dreams, nor will I bore you by explaining what things were symbolic and what thing where literal. Doing thing like that would only inncur the wrath of dark intertubes. Are you paying attention? THIS COULD SAVE YOUR GODAMN LIFE. I had the distinct rememory of two prior calls to adventure. Before both of these adventures was a singular event, which cannot make sense in context, and only in hindsight. UNTIL the third call to adventure, this time YOU know what is to come, but I’m getting ahead of myself. These events outside of context (trigger events) come in three flavors; internal (he gets the fear and loathing) external (his parents die horribly) or Meta (there is a cigarette burn in the upright right hand corner, if only those teenagers could see it then they could GET THE FUCK OUT OF TOWN and not be killed.)  You’re unsure if the trigger event is a symptom of the adventure or the very cause of it? Truth is… it doesn’t matter. On this third adventure you know what’s coming, time is of the essence, so grab your holy object you got from another adventures, and out the fucking door with you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2008 16:51:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i recall being young so clearly, me and my herd, my friends. always on the edge and pushing further, ready to tear this world in two, thats what we were built for. and that was exactly what we did, taking turns holding the universe down, she&apos;d kick, scream and cry; and then we would cannibalize her slowly, eating the best and juiciest parts first.that was simply the way the world worked for us.. now she feels colder,some days she even has the audacity to reject our advances. i don&apos;t know when she turned her back, i just know she has turned. culling her boon for a day is even harder, like an addiction we have to go father, push harder, undertake more and more extreme processes every time. we have to die a little for her each time. we have to sacrifice. i&apos;m woozy form blood loss and i&apos;ve run out of tributes.</description>
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  <lj:music>black film</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 May 2008 07:45:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;1&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a new fantasy. it involves time traveling, her, and sex.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2008 00:16:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>One day you will gaze up and find all the stars i never needed</title>
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  <description>**transcribed form a real journal used for real journal things**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it&apos;s tuesday, had a brill time with Gabe and Nick, they where fun. but all in all they just reminded me of that dull blank pain, emanating from the left side off my body, that other half of me. the painful lack of a best friend. i fear i am not doing to well without him. he was part of my balance, he keep me on track, that extended hand that makes a curb into a balance beam, and every time i start to fall, that hand would shoot out and spin me. i&apos;m not falling, but staring at a view i had not previously seen. i find my self derailed, cruelly and blatantly  filling that void with a string of seductions. a lover will not do, and i know this  to be true in the deepest way. it feels like i hit rock bottom, the stones and dirt pushing there way past my molecules, as if to remind me forever of being here, the pure force of the impact has given some momentum back in the form of a bounce, the smallest of pushes upwards. this could just be the end of a few years depression, pray it is childe.&lt;br /&gt;prey.&lt;br /&gt;After all, your on fire, it&apos;s time to run. move or you will perish. your only real chance is to make NOW, so weird, so fucking bizarre, that all the world, including you, won&apos;t believe that time could have ever existed. burn full force, lick the silence and enjoy your train wreck, no telling if you&apos;ll ever walk away from it. [no one gets out of this life alive anyway] break your patterns, make new ones and eat the goddamn (ergot) mold. it is time to take the universe hostage again, ransom her back for health, piece of mind, and cash. reignite your passions and quit doing the things you hate seeing yourself do. today will be your 4th ˆshift. welcome to adulthood Janiveux, today i give you the sun and tomorrow you&apos;ll take the world.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Apr 2008 00:39:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>if you know me you&apos;d get this.....  &lt;a href=&quot;http://caressmythigh.ytmnd.com/&quot;&gt;http://caressmythigh.ytmnd.com/&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2008 06:49:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>quick update, i look and feel awesome,my life is going where i wish it to, job is around the corner, verb is asleep on my lap. i&apos;m about to duel-wield fl studios 7 and renoise, will post happiness. see you bitches on the weekend it will rock something fierce....</description>
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  <lj:music>i hope so</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2008 01:56:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The inevitable birth of Janiveux</title>
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  <description>the red water feels warm around my ankles, ghosts of memories danced through my mind like the intricate dance of a leaf floating in the wind. his lips formed and pronounced words alien to his own mind, patterns of language, strange and unnerving tumbled out with them. the echo reverberated through his spine traveling lighting quick to his brain where burned out neurons fired for the first time in there own memory. his words came to his ears as a static that was,  somehow, every dream and night terror of humanity, zoomed out to and impossible depth with resolution so sharp, he found himself bleeding. Something invisible threatened him, wanted him dead, he never know the threat came form inside, a bastard child of cells, hiding within there closed walls. the body sucked more breath. The universe sang to him, whispered sweet nothings, he danced slowly, movement impossible to judged, unless you heard the song as well. with a complex fluidity he moved a little deeper into the ocean. the sky was crystal blue. the sound of static memories and breaking waves crescendoed as the sun slowly rose once more. he exhaled a stagnate feeling and smiled.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 25 Oct 2007 01:18:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Red car is alive and goes VVvvVrooooum, his owner is legal to drive. the world is ours....</description>
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  <lj:music>car sounds....</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">car sounds....</media:title>
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