Rusty city fox brushes past will have been dawn. Plates of rusty metallic air slide over fox past fox. Sudden bling bling blinks, something unclear solid threat. Ever noise at now, star ever bling now. Star twinkle twinkle, blink bling blink bling bling blink. Bus wall of night in will have been dawn. Lamella of dust hovers, blanket over bus and fox and bling bling girl, subsists inside lungs of bling bling girl and rusty fox and lungs of rusty bus. A group of smelly shadows, unholy movements, more sudden than comfort. In corners, bronze statues known to a fox.

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