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Jul 2021
The day that I was attacked by 3 ******* weirdos started badly.
My left leg itched terribly from a deadly cobra bite as my wind
pipe got more restrictive. All porous masks are worthless of
course & have not diminished the sacredness of the
brother/sister bond & the total
lethality of cobra venom.
π‘Ίπ’–π’›π’š π‘©π’†π’“π’π’Šπ’π’”π’Œπ’š
(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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