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..........       Wide. Made Of Yellow Bricks.       ..........
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..........  Combined Nightclub, Cafe, Gallery, Art  ..........
.......... School. It'S  Always  Open,  People Come ..........
.......... And Go. The  Basement Is Deeper Than You ..........
..........               Would Guess.               ..........
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.........« It'S  Messy.  I'Ve Spread My Things Over «.........
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.......... I  Find Out Who Ruined My  Paintings And ..........
.......... I  Pull Her  Hair.  She  Cries From Pain ..........
..........       But Does Not Beg Forgiveness.      ..........
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