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i'm skint. besides that, all is good. loving my new pad, but don't have a proper working internet yet.
what do you reckon to this?


'Up until Victor met his mirrorme, he was an ordinary boy with bright eyes and brown curls. He would go to school at day, play football at night and do all the things that ordinary boys do. He would always be smiling, for where he came from that's what people did. Victor was only twelve so each night he would be tucked in by his loving mother, leaving him with a stroke over his hair and a kiss on his forehead. And it was one of those nights, when he was lying between his soft clean sheets that he first heard the whisper.
"Psst!"'

another picture from recydrate the west


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