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It's like looking up from the urban canyons of New York City, except the skyscrapers are walls of boob-flesh and the sun in the sky is a concerned looking owner of said boob-flesh. Could be worse, couldn't it?

Go follow me on Twitter: @UnseenHarbinger! I tend to publish WIPs and other stuff there, which I don't tend to upload anywhere else (because I'm lazy). 

Disclaimer:  The  story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this   production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons  (living  or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or  should be  inferred.

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