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Oct 2017
I was minding business when ******* entered my compound. I opened fire. Many died. Later, more came. I was overwhelmed with corpses. β€œBlack lives matter!” I hollered to the sky. β€œOne bullet per black life matters!”
π‘Ίπ˜Άπ˜»π˜Ί π‘©π˜¦π˜³π˜­π˜ͺ𝘯𝘴𝘬𝘺
(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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   Mike Robbins
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