Solar
The Bar Feeders
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At 2 A.M. it’s never sunny here in San Francisco.
I don’t care.
I’ve got a neon waterfall cascading onto the sticky floor (extolling oly).
Hence, I shant exit this asylum to stare into the sun.
Sometimes I close my eyes and watch the sun.
Screaming hollering and carrying on.
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