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Nov 8
Little Tyrone picked up a beer bottle and hid it down his pants (for later). He lived with Jamaal (his number 1 homie) in a cardboard box behind a burned-out Kmart. One day they would get a better cardboard box and live like African kings. "Let's rob a ***** tonight," Jamaal suggested. "We could get enough money to vacation in Switzerland after buying a couple of new helicopters," Tyrone added. Suddenly a few cops came out of the bushes, gay cops who were doing gay things. Tyrone was scared. "We're never going to get new helicopters now," he whispered to Jamaal.
𝘚𝘶𝘻𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 ᴮᵉʳˡⁱⁿˢᵏʸ
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𝘚𝘶𝘻𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 ᴮᵉʳˡⁱⁿˢᵏʸ  Simpang Bedok, Singapore
(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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