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Mar 2018
The Halifax Gibbet was an early guillotine.
You tore my pig clear through from belly to right shoulder over, up
the back where a sow exits a piggy-back litter like tuna-flesh clover
π‘Ίπ’–π’›π’š π‘©π’†π’“π’π’Šπ’π’”π’Œπ’š
(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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