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Exile on Main St. in Now Here is Nowhere

  • Feb. 11, 2014, 6:10 p.m.
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I feel less lonely walking the streets of a dispassionate and soulless city than I do hiding in my room for days on end. Though the emptiness never leaves, I suppose I'm affected more by the idea that I don't have to be alone if I'm not hiding, even if nothing ever changes.


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