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    Once, there was a man, born inside of a world made of steal and hate. He was bred on unusual social habits, mainstream entertainment and silently strict principles. Eventually, he pulled himself up, dusted himself off and moved on to form his own self. He found nice clothes, amazingly unique music, put on his fake, large glasses, started writing stories and applied bohemia to his life.

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The Underlining Facial Taboo.



You know, it's a shame no one sports the Chaplin 'tash nowadays. Hitler had to ruin it, didn't he?

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TROUBLED BY INSECTS said...

any kind of facial hair would be fine with me. goddamnit, i want a beard