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Apr 2020
They ask me what I want.
   I won't tell those *******.
   Why would I? I'll tell you.
   We're strangers in a bar.

   I want to move back home.
   I want to move on.
   I want to apologize
   to...everyone.

   I want to watch my wife
   learn to laugh all over, I
   want to make her feel good.
   I want to make her ****** again.
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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