Gridcosm
Level 105 of 4834Created on Jun 30, 1997.
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Grid poem
I blame life in the big Saran Dip City for why I shot the sheriff up with methedrine and told the bloody pimps to get the hell back. So, the two, bleeding, danced a ridiculously complex browsing simple vectors kind of dance. He smoked his pipe and said that the ultrasound looked like a giger painting while getting all 10-8008ed on a crater-full of solar beets.
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