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Michael considered fate at 12:14   |   Permalink   |   Post a Comment

...you'll be living on Suburbia St. in Burbland and you'll have a wife and kids and you'll sit on your neighbours porch and drink lemonade while the kids run up and down the street on their bikes and the mayor, jogging by, will stop and chat with his foot up on the first step and his hand on his knee and you'll stroll through the backyards to the next street over to visit your wife's brother and share a brew and catch the game and you'll stop by the corner store on your way home to get some ice cream for the kids and Johnny the clerk will ask you if you've finished repainting the garage yet and, gee it's hot out I hope this weather breaks soon...