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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. โ€œBlack lives matter!โ€ I hollered to the sky. โ€œOne bullet per black life matters!โ€
๐‘ท๐’๐’๐’‚ ๐˜‰๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜บ
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๐‘ท๐’๐’๐’‚ ๐˜‰๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜บ  หขโฑแตแต–แตƒโฟแต แดฎแต‰แตˆแต’แต, หขโฑโฟแตแตƒแต–แต’สณแต‰
(หขโฑแตแต–แตƒโฟแต แดฎแต‰แตˆแต’แต, หขโฑโฟแตแตƒแต–แต’สณแต‰)   
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   Mike Robbins
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