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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 3:31 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. question  And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 3:32 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. confused  And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 3:33 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. cool  And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 3:33 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. 3nodding  And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 3:34 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. 3nodding  And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 3:35 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. whee  And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 3:36 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 3:37 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. question  And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 3:37 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. whee  And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 3:38 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. 4laugh  And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 3:39 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. whee  And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 3:40 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. xp  And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 3:41 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. rofl  And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 3:41 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 3:42 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. wahmbulance  And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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