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NYC Queens. Longboards, food, games, jokes, art, anime and music. Thats pretty much my life in 7 words. Oh yeah... my names Anthony ^_^
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Possible images for a simple black and white (with maybe some dark tone color) tattoos. Thinking about how it won’t be long till I’m 18…
The power, the power in her leaps- how confident someone can be in mid air? I don’t care if she’s made up. I want that power.
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OKAY SO FLASH JUST MADE A JOKE ABOUT HAVING A THREESOME WITH WONDER WOMAN AND HAWK GIRL AND THEN GETS HIS HAND COVERED IN METAPHORICAL JIZZ AND THEN LICKS THE METAPHORICAL JIZZ
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Once the city used to pulse with energy. Dirty and dangerous, but alive and wonderful. Now it’s something else. The changes came slowly at first. Most didn’t realize, or didn’t care, and accepted them. They chose a comfortable life. Some didn’t. And those who refused to conform were pushed to the sidelines, criminalized. They became our clients. We call ourselves Runners. We exist on the edge between the gloss and the reality: the mirror’s edge. We keep out of trouble, out of sight, and the cops don’t bother us. Runners see the city in a different way. We see the flow. Rooftops become pathways and conduits, possibilities and routes of escape. The flow is what keeps us running, keeps us alive. - Faith
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