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Driving Force of Change
People park on
Delaware St.;
the hell-no
reverse-angle change.
It's natty, and I was
never reared like that.
And the streetcar,
its always in my way.
Delaware St.;
the hell-no
reverse-angle change.
It's natty, and I was
never reared like that.
And the streetcar,
its always in my way.
Published 8th Apr 2021
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8th Apr 2021 11:44pm
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9th Apr 2021 3:42pm
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9th Apr 2021 4:05pm
The car itself has always been my little piece of Americana🥧.
At the moment, I am blessed. I have white fuzzy dice too. The bus is free now, and so is the trolly. I promise though, I would give a ride to you, anytime.
At the moment, I am blessed. I have white fuzzy dice too. The bus is free now, and so is the trolly. I promise though, I would give a ride to you, anytime.
9th Apr 2021 4:11pm
