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Minuit Coureur
17.3.10
You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.
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under your bed, Antarctica
I'd like to somehow make a difference in people's lives - and buy them all a Coke
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