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Jul 2018
They say curiosity killed the cat. Well, let it **** him as many times as it wants to. As usual cats’ got nine of those, and the dark-furred wierdo over here has way more. ‘Cause apparently he obtains one every time his heart gets stolen by some strangers, and that ugly thing’s been switching owners a lot lately... anyways, he’s off to some side streets this afternoon, so I guess he’s not gonna home on time once again, go catch him, if ya want, it’s not like i care. Bye now, gotta go, trace some trails.
Dmytro from Trotskiev
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Dmytro from Trotskiev  21/M/Ukraine
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