t he . gl as s . b o y .: September 2006

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th e gl as s bo y

"any connection between your reality and mine is purely coincidental"

r e ce ntly in t he g las s cot ta g e

"in a dank corner. with danky toys."

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The glass boy is now defunct. Thanks for the times, guys. *bows*

th e gl as s bo y

r e ce ntly in t he g las s cot ta g e

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