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| Greetings, oh sad dwellers of this earth. I am Lauren, your guide to these following strange places. I am a patron of the arts - black and white photos, plays, and MAGIC! I'VE GOT MAGIC TO DO, JUST FOR YOOOOOOOU! I'm done now. |
| Now that you've landed yourself here in this abyss, you can do many, many things. (Though I guess an abyss with things to do isn't an abyss, is it?) |
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| Well, I guess there really isn't too much one can really say on an index page, is there? Please, don't steal my work. All the photography on this page is mine, as is all the writing. Don't make me beat you. There is more informatin on copyright and shit on the credits page, because as much as I want all of this to be mine, I can't claim full responsibility. |
| 24601! I'm Disaster Light Reflects Farsical Your Love Life's DOA Loud and Clear To You and You and you you and you! A Way out of Skid Row Logarific |
| Ways off this stinking rock: |
| I have been told that these pages look best in Internet Explorer. (It helps if you take a hallucinogen first, too. This is the sequel to Claire's "Crappy Little Shanty" - The Wannabe Crappy Little Shanty.) Also, I have a big mother of a monitor, so if this looks funny on little screens, please let me know! |
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