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some things are smelly some stink

I have never seen a happier face than his and he was dirt poor ignorant or was he came right out the mountains stinking as bad as any badger or coon had dirt caked from months not bathing and his smile was great as Mona Lisa's happy and I reflected in his lingering essence long after his smell left out the airpipes airconditioned stuffy surrounds I had become encumbered with
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