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Dec 2017
***** probed my holes like 48 drunk coal miners on L.S.D. acid as
I wigged my thin **** away with a concerted, ****-wiggling passion
that penetratingly confounded the mixed butch mufflers who swore
like sailors that wiggling had fallen from Disney's ****-day fashion
𝘚𝘶𝘻𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 ᴮᵉʳˡⁱⁿˢᵏʸ
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𝘚𝘶𝘻𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 ᴮᵉʳˡⁱⁿˢᵏʸ  Simpang Bedok, Singapore
(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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