If it was called the Black Line, the Blue Line or even the Bright Pink Polka Dot Line, we might cling to some semblance of hope. But no, once anointed with that saintly colour green our fate was sealed.
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If it was called the Black Line, the Blue Line or even the Bright Pink Polka Dot Line, we might cling to some semblance of hope. But no, once anointed with that saintly colour green our fate was sealed.
Read more: https://bit.ly/3q2L2vP