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"Why," you ask? Because we want profile pages to have freedom of customization, but also to have some consistency. This way, when anyone visits a deviant, they know they can always find the art in the top left, and personal info in the top right.
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the good paintings have lots of fore-thought
after-thought
used to show in New Orleans quite a bit
hopefully again someday
all thoughts worth writing down
maybe that is the problem
I write allot
will post allot of poetry/lyrics to songs and general
babbling
come bye again
I just set this baby up yesterday
lots to go
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Blind to the last cursed affair pistols and countless eyes.
A trail of white blood betrays the reckless route your craft is running.
Feed till the sun turns into wood dousing an ancient torch.
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The More You Know
the good paintings have lots of fore-thought
after-thought
used to show in New Orleans quite a bit
hopefully again someday
all thoughts worth writing down
maybe that is the problem
I write allot
will post allot of poetry/lyrics to songs and general
babbling
come bye again
I just set this baby up yesterday
lots to go
later from the west
mark
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JANITORBOT: Is there some reason a robot made of wax can't take a nap standing up in the middle of a bunch of wax robots? Or does that confuse you?
[Fry backs away.]
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La Beauté hait le mouvement qui déplace les lignes. (Charles Baudelaire)
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Framboyan Designs: Making pretty things ugly since 1987.
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\"WHEN THE GOING GETS WEIRD, THE WEIRD TURN PRO\"
please check out my comica at [link]
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Blind to the last cursed affair pistols and countless eyes.
A trail of white blood betrays the reckless route your craft is running.
Feed till the sun turns into wood dousing an ancient torch.
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