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Sin City

oh my lover... more's the pity that i live in sin city. looking up an address is asking for a slap. asking for a seamstress is to walk into a trap. take me to my house please! you'll only lose my way my only fear and fantasy: to live here every day...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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