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Oct 2017
Ever wish you could rotate your *** without your back
snapping like a brittle pool cue across some red neck’s slimy,
green teeth? Haven’t we all?
π‘Ίπ’–π’›π’š π‘©π’†π’“π’π’Šπ’π’”π’Œπ’š
(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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