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The morning after St. Patrick's Day in the deep south. Green beads litter the street, the air smells of stale beer. There is a car parked ahead of you with a face staring at you, screaming. You've been awake for so long you start to question if its real or not. The face is a reflection of your feelings from the night before, the terror, the against, of being in lost in a strange city and the people you've met across the way.
The morning after St. Patrick's Day in the deep south. Green beads litter the street, the air smells of stale beer. There is a car parked ahead of you with a face staring at you, screaming. You've been awake for so long you start to question if it's real or not. The face is a reflection of your feelings from the night before, the terror, the against, of being lost in a strange city and the people you've met across the way.
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The morning after St. Patrick's Day in the deep south. Green beads litter the street, the air smells of stale beer. There is a car parked ahead of you with a face staring at you, screaming. You've been awake for so long you start to question if its real or not. The face is a reflection of your feelings from the night before, the terror, the against, of being in lost in a strange city and the people you've met across the way.
The morning after St. Patrick's Day in the deep south. Green beads litter the street, the air smells of stale beer. There is a car parked ahead of you with a face staring at you, screaming. You've been awake for so long you start to question if it's real or not. The face is a reflection of your feelings from the night before, the terror, the against, of being lost in a strange city and the people you've met across the way.
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