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Her hand moves in a back and forth manner as if she were playing the trombone But she's really just pulling my greñas spreading more Brillantina to make her baby's hair sparkle     even though its color is nowhere near that of brass
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Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 7:37 PM UTC
Brillantina
Her hand moves in a back and forth manner as if she were playing the trombone But she's really just pulling my greñas spreading more Brillantina to make her baby's hair sparkle     even though its color is nowhere near that of brass
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Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 7:37 PM UTC
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