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Jun 2020
I feel like I'm the last soul alive.
Can anybody hear me? Am I
the only drunk man on Earth?
Once we were lovers but now
you live in a shaded grave.
You always had the best.
Why won't they answer me?
Calling all stations...
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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