Just imagine, a warm summer morning. The dewdrops still clinging
to the grass. You pull a long, slender cigarette from your pocket, place it to your lips, and inhale the deep, satisfying warmth...
Ah, the golden country.
Sorry, I'm evil and I wanted to see what effect this would have.
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Tue 24 Sep 2002, 20:24,
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Ah, the golden country.
Sorry, I'm evil and I wanted to see what effect this would have.