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george
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splinken
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"do you really want to hurt me? do you really want to make me cry? yes i suppose i want to hurt you. you told the truth but it was still a lie..."
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wabbit season
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i'm gonna get me a cute little bunny rabbit, i am. and i will hold him and squeeze him and pet him, and i will call him...
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god
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ooooh, that is soooo sweet.
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dean-bean
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Oh, George, I did a bad thing. Tell me agin about the farms and the rabbits, George. *bang*
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errant blue meanie
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so long, and say hello to john, will you?
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raze
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george is a tiler, a musician, a singer, writer of the songs he sings, a storyteller, a ball of energy with an impressive beard and a massive handshake. he feels the call of the road. he ignored it long enough to prepare for the journey, and now he's going to follow its voice. see if it leads him anywhere interesting. then he's going to come back here. and somewhere before or after the leaving and returning, we might record a bit of sweet soul music. his voice is an ageless high tenor that seems sinewed with something elastic, something tough and smooth in all the right places. something else.
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what's it to you?
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