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Stepping out of the parking garage,
I see the sidewalks are a Jackson Pollock
of bird crap and needle caps.
Posted at 03:01 PM in Operations, Song of the Night | Permalink
January 05, 2018 at 02:38 AM
Song of the Day: Red Eyes by War on Drugs
January 05, 2018 at 02:44 AM
right outside the police station? Holy crap. The war is lost.
January 05, 2018 at 01:17 PM
We have come out of the garage to have people urinating on the elevators doors as they open.
January 05, 2018 at 02:01 PM
Holy crap that's nasty. Hope y'all managed to dodge. Did ya hook 'em?
January 06, 2018 at 08:01 PM
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