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Nov 2020
Bang. BANG.
and he's gone.
His life pulses out through the hole in his neck. That's what got him.
Sad really. I liked Paul.
Now let's throw a party WHEHEY!
Maniacal Escape
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Maniacal Escape  30/M/lancashire
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