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- nakahara
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Re: Favourite Martin pics
He was in a good company too:
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- Yitzock
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Re: Favourite Martin pics
I love this costume!
Clueing for looks.
- besleybean
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Re: Favourite Martin pics
He looks fab.
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- nakahara
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Re: Favourite Martin pics
Martin, quite stylish:
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I cannot live without brainwork. What else is there to live for? Stand at the window there. Was there ever such a dreary, dismal, unprofitable world? See how the yellow fog swirls down the street and drifts across the dun-coloured houses. What could be more hopelessly prosaic and material? What is the use of having powers, Doctor, when one has no field upon which to exert them?
- nakahara
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Re: Favourite Martin pics
At the set of Breeders:
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I cannot live without brainwork. What else is there to live for? Stand at the window there. Was there ever such a dreary, dismal, unprofitable world? See how the yellow fog swirls down the street and drifts across the dun-coloured houses. What could be more hopelessly prosaic and material? What is the use of having powers, Doctor, when one has no field upon which to exert them?
