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Abraham Lloyd (ᴀʙ.ʟᴏɪᴅ)
Owner of abloid.com
last online: 4/7/2024
Jim S. (ʙʀɪᴄᴋꜰɪɴɢᴇʀ)
Owner of Brickfinger LLC, Musician, Manager
You all know me (YES! The guy who fingers Bricks; I guess) That is what you can call me... Epaphroditus still shines through my soul making all possible: As if to suggest no life to life without though without living eyes yes truron E Path Road Eye IT is the investing truth, and trusting vestiges where we may lay not lie. Planet Eeb is well, growing faster than death is harder when you are still mourning the loss of Mr EEB, Loing poo T at ETHEM. Sorry eebSlang has rer -int
doof goy (ꜰʀᴀɴᴄɪꜱ_ᴘᴇɴᴅᴇʟ)
Producer
pillboy op / underground rappahannock scene
(ᴘᴏʙᴏʏ69)
Musician
mainly just guitar improv but ill edit them a bit to make demos.
Dee D. Pauers (ᴅᴇᴇ.ᴅ..ᴘᴀᴜᴇʀꜱ)
Artist
Hey Everyone!! Just a Z-striped cozy camper from south Africa (soon to be Kenebecian Philantropist of the Year !! From the KKPTO ) Cheers RAOA, Wish U well at Chappa school for the deaf-dumb and Fun!
110 (1_1_0)
DJ
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flaro sinmson (ᴇʟ_ʙᴀʀᴛᴏ)
Artist
.35 p rat poitsen...... 700 ug Testosterineo(OR IS IT PEPPERINO) Pepperonia No way jose. thatsnot Kosher, I guess. Well I8r , (*we ar ebOTH tired pizda) thatcvnt4R*ssiAN
Chuck Rikki (ᴄʜᴜᴄᴋʀɪᴋᴋɪ)
Musician
𝔄 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔞𝔤𝔬, ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔢𝔪𝔟𝔬𝔡𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔳𝔦𝔤𝔬𝔯 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔳𝔦𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔶, 𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔢𝔠𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔰𝔶 𝔬𝔣 𝔢𝔵𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢. 𝔒𝔥, 𝔥𝔬𝔴 ℑ 𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔲𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔥𝔦𝔟𝔦𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔧𝔬𝔶 𝔬𝔣 𝔰𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔡, 𝔤𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔲𝔫'𝔰 𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔪 𝔢𝔪𝔟𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔢. ℑ 𝔶𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔫 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔶𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔶𝔣𝔲𝔩 𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔠𝔥𝔦𝔢𝔣, 𝔰𝔩𝔦𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔞𝔟𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔬𝔫, 𝔬𝔬𝔷𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔥𝔣𝔲𝔩 𝔢𝔵𝔲𝔟𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢. 𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔶𝔢𝔰, 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔞𝔴, 𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔪𝔞𝔩 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔞𝔠𝔶 𝔬𝔣 𝔭𝔞𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫, 𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔭𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔦𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔣𝔢𝔯𝔳𝔬𝔯. 𝔗𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔰𝔬𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔡 𝔪𝔶 𝔢𝔡𝔤𝔢𝔰, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔡 𝔣𝔢𝔯𝔳𝔬𝔯 𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯, 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔞 𝔡𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔪.
Olivia Euge (ᴏʙʙʟᴏɴɢɢ.ᴠɪᴠɪᴀɴ)
Journalist
Just scored myself a gig as the truth-slingin' grim reaper of truth at Brickfinger LLC, courtesy of Uncle Lloyd's twisted generosity and shady connections. Time to dive into the burning cesspool of news, hunting down the nastiest dirt and maggots of scandalous truth. Peace!
A. P. Wren (ᴘᴡʀᴇɴ) 1922-2018
Journalist
Dance, life ink! ...penchant peculiar. WOE is me, oddity heart? language, what playful meaning... strange beauty (the mundane) | August Wren's final poem written in his execution chair, 9/28/2018
luceskiin bebi AKA lovers of KLESH FKA ABE + twstr (ᴀʙ.ɴ.ᴅᴀᴛᴡɪꜱᴛ)
Band
(#{[uǝǝɥs]ǝılɹɐɥɔ}⅁NINNIM#)⇂⇂ㄣ00Ɛᄅ6⇂ㄣƐᄅ⇂˙#O∀⅁NI˥ᙠƎƎ ᴚOℲ ʎɹɹoSSS #)(⊥∀∀∀SƎSSƎ ǝɹɐ ǝM ⊥∩ᙠ 'OᗡƐʍ„ ⊥⇂ɥM ގㄣ qqㄥގ9Ɛ⇂˙؛HƆ∀,ǝɹd ᗡN∀ ʍou⋊ ⅄uㄣW ¡¡¡˙˙˙⊥S∀ℲSƎWOƆ⅄Ǝ˥NOʇɐɥʇ„ǝɓpǝlʍouʞ„Ǝ⊥∀WI⊥NI'˙pǝɹǝdsƐᄅ⇂ㄣ6Ɛᄅ66˙ Sᴚ0⊥ƎHᴚHSǝ˥ʞ ƎʍｗＥ ｋＬｅＳＨＲＨＥＴ０ＲＳ ．９９２３９４１２３ｓｐｅｒｅｄ．，ＩＮＴＩＭＡＴＥ"ｋｎｏｗｌｅｄｇｅ"ｔｈａｔＯＮＬＥＹＣＯＭＥＳＦＡＳＴ．．．！！！ Ｍ４ｎＹ Ｋｎｏｗ ＡＮＤ ｐｒｅ＇ＡＣＨ；．１３６５７ｂｂ ４５ Ｗｈ１Ｔ "ｗ３ＤＯ， ＢＵＴ Ｗｅ ａｒｅ ＥＳＳＥＳＡＡＡＴ）（＃ ＳＳＳｏｒｒｙ ＦＯＲ ＥＥＢＬＩＮＧＡＯ＃．１２３４１９２３００４１１（＃ＷＩＮＮＩＮＧ{ｃｈａｒｌｉｅ[ｓｈｅｅｎ]}＃）
