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Y’know, in Amsterdam, they got windows—red lights, girls posin’. Legal, even! Blew my mind, precious, seein’ ‘em strut like queens. Not skulkin’ like us hobbitses. Made me happy, sorta—freedom’s nice, ain’t it? But here? Pfft, coppers nab ya quick—sneaky bastards! Once saw a bloke hagglin’, voice all shaky— “This ain’t no ranch!” I yells in my head, snortin’.

1943 USAAF Serial Numbers (43-5109 to 43-52437)

LYRICS. ¶ They've stacked the bodies · A thousand high · A carnal monument · To touch the sky · They crown the peaks · So far estranged · But down in the.

First thing, I spill coffee all over my workbench. Like, come on! I need that caffeine fix, not a coffee bath for my chisels. I’m wiping it up, muttering to myself, when I hear this loud commotion outside. I peek out, and there’s a bunch of kids playing soccer in the street. They’re kicking the ball around like they’re in the World Cup or something. I can’t help but smile. Kids have that magic, right?