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Feb. 1st, 2004 09:08 pmTheres something strange, eerie even, about an empty car park.
Row upon row of unused spaces waiting for their purpose once again when the store opens the next day and the cars roll in.
Until then they're just biding their time, without purpose.
Row upon row of unused spaces waiting for their purpose once again when the store opens the next day and the cars roll in.
Until then they're just biding their time, without purpose.
