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Apr 2018
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β€œIt ain't too late to **** Tom Petty,” the fortune teller from a tea leaf
read. β€œI'll have Tom Petty shot with a coronary ice-dart in his bed.”
𝘚𝘢𝘻𝘺 π—•π—²π—Ώπ—Ήπ—Άπ—»π˜€π—Έπ˜†
(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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