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1 " in the car park a young father whispers weed smoke about how his life feels, like that brunt-out car that never moves, the one with the shattered windowsleaving diamond tears in the asphalt. "
― Roger Robinson , A Portable Paradise
2 " in the car park a young father whispers weed smoke about how his life feels, like that burnt-out car that never moves, the one with the shattered windowsleaving diamond tears in the asphalt. "
