We’re twenty three seconds into the gig when somebody drops the “g” word.
A fine glaze of pretentious sweat forms over my Casanova and Invisibles tattoos. My hands start doing that shaky thing they ... http://tinyurl.com/27qg4sd
martedì 27 aprile 2010
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