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D A M O N
IT WAS OFFICIAL , everyone had claimed Damon Albarn and Graham Coxon to be the most chaotic duo to ever grace the school. It was an honour really.
Apparently it wasn't much of an effort for them to achieve this, as about 50% of the school's damage last year was narrowed down to some manic havoc that had been a chain reaction of the two getting bored. Although it's important to note that the incident on the school trip to the West Country was an accident, and no one would willingly let those goats out, not even for a laugh.
Through no other delusion from whatever charming madness had winded them, it seemed that nothing could ever catch the two that run through their life with no time, no past, no future, just this moment. Nothing was forever, and that was the only thing that would be everlong. There was no infinity for Damon Albarn, and that was the way he liked it. I'd like to thank the academy.
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