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Jun 21st, 2014 The time storms began in south east London
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Jun 20th, 2014 The door you enter through circumscribes your life
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Jun 19th, 2014 My kind of hospital
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Jun 18th, 2014 The golden hour of the future
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Jun 17th, 2014 The near empty airport was cathedral quiet
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Jun 16th, 2014 Polite savagery was our greatest export
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Jun 15th, 2014 Today I fulfilled a dream of every human culture
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Jun 14th, 2014 A veil of infant spiders
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Jun 13th, 2014 Meanwhile, in The North