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Nov 2018
the news was fresh like a vulture, our dogs walked along rough terrain

we were in public and happy, attractive before girls,

unabashed I smiled, or shook my head, and made my way past.
David Zavala
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David Zavala  30/M/San Antonio
(30/M/San Antonio)   
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