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It's been a long time since I last posted, I hope you find this new montage up to your expectations.  
A Poem
  To sit, and push my foot forward, toppling cardboard, constructions leaving smudged smoke and ash and the end of life as we know it,   and the boy looks at the small structures dreamlike contemplating their demise as a wonton act of joy to see them pile up. All the grand around him dwarfed . Thats what I do, push over piles of ruins, extending my legs and pumping solid air and roads are lost between tumbling structures.  Car horns disappear, smoke billows in their place. The world is a mess.
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What's this? I've not seen this before!  (name the movie this quote is from)
Oh No!  Not New York again! Give them a bloody break!
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