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Nov 5
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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