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Eight hours a day he spent in this hell-hole, eight arduous, mind numbing, soul destroying, stagnant, repugnant hours. With each hour he feby Matt Coggan 2400 words, 10 comments, on Dec 17 6:23 AM 2008. In Love in its true incarnation
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