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Sep 10
I knew you before the exploratory surgery that you had 5 years ago in Lichenstein when your rib cracked after the train hit you hard head-on. I thought you were dead till I saw your large ***** move ever so slightly like a small dog on a train or under a larger dog.
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   Ben Noah Suresh
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