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Aug 2022
I just had a coffee cup. It was really crunchy. My oily aunt wouldn't
bend over for the proctologist 'cause her cookies were cold & really
tender like some pig who is less of a bar bouncer than a Jew-lender,
bending for muscular dystrophy after a hurricane when turnpikes &
intrastate toll roads & various southwest lake ferries are 100% free.
π‘Ίπ’–π’›π’š π‘©π’†π’“π’π’Šπ’π’”π’Œπ’š
(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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