Prompts for the 1900 slot.
If you don't use them then, you can use them at 9PM
(I have to go out)
The door opened slowly
I came by myself to a very crowded place
Lady, unfold me
I am the lover, between the one who hurt you, and the one who might stay
I am a broken repair-man
She wore green stockings: she slept with everyone
I saw my dead mother walking up the high street, pulling a basket on wheels
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
Under the avalanche
75 square metres of insulation
Welcome to the war; make yourselves comfortable
The room is dark, the photographs gloomy
I knew you were falling in love with me
Absence is my last weapon
I have reserved for you, a special contempt
Who by fire? Who by water?
I am dancing on the darker side
Balloons and streamers, all black
These walls are too thin
The polished floor
I would trade you for a 50-inch flat TV (HD Ready)
My keys, my brown bag
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