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Mexico City, Mexico

Boss

...Waiting for the same... They are hoping the cliché, desiring the lust within the purple dawn, The light is fading, the fire is vanishing from the candle of death. The heat is travelling from an infinite road of luxury and sanity, turning to peace and long resting with it... So it is comming, the rising sun touches my tresses, ...makes me wonder... How long will the matrix resists???