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Cafe 101, Hollywood. I suffer from wicked insomnia so I'm a mixture of tired, hyper and a bit delirious.
So my friend thought he'd film me. His voice is really not that sinister.
More pictures here.
Please read my main site, Sunset Gun.
Posted on February 13, 2009 | Permalink
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