Walls so thin, I can almost hear them breathing

And I don't even know their names	And if I listen in, I feel my own heart beating	Weak and desperate from decades of commuting the djinn would barter all for coffee and a friendly ear	You know there's so many people living in this house
nylon stockings	Leatherman	you're waiting with your heart in hand	The True Story of the 3 Little Pigs!
Kosher curry, or how I missed the blindingly obvious	Tinker's Damn	Taser	Virginity, my loss of
black powder	gurney	Mamihlapinatapai	Spring water
Waive	medic

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