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Ten Mile
Isaac Bonewits, Scott Cunningham, Eminem and me, all born in the same general vicinity: the suburbs of Detroit, ’round Royal Oak; which of the four of us is the bigger joke? 28 FEB 2003 Share This:
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Tagged coincidence, daily poems, Detroit, Isaac Bonewits, Marshall Mathers, Royal Oak, Scott Cunningham, Ten Mile
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