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Mar 2021
We hustle, fix, buy, comfort, lead, entertain, and tolerate whatever this wicked life requires of our forgotten battered souls while it's ***** filled with lustful greed and it's plump hungry swollen belly let's out a piercing whine demand more more more. "Give me more pain, more anguish, more drama. Let me feed!" Vicious, endless, mundane, abusive circle of life.

Lori Mack
2/27/2021
Lori Mack
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Lori Mack  48/F/California
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