You're A Germ
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"What the hell keeps me here, in this dark old town that I adore?"
Two bands, one seaside town, zero hope for either.
He was wasting his time while She was wasting her brains. The only thing that was unanimous was that Llandudno was the not the place for them.
They were nothing more than acquaintances at first, then there was too much of a good thing and they got to know each other. Opposites attract, but when you're neither here nor there on the likeness scale, things, and people, can become difficult.
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