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Nov 29
Here comes my silver strands, wrongly wrung in place of meaningful discourse; securely knotted upon my thyroid. There goes American global leadership: crapped out at the sink with money stacked neatly by the commode for scratchy deployment. Along my demilitarized zone I smugly hike my trousers northerly poleward.
𝘚𝘶𝘻𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 ᴮᵉʳˡⁱⁿˢᵏʸ
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𝘚𝘶𝘻𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 ᴮᵉʳˡⁱⁿˢᵏʸ  Simpang Bedok, Singapore
(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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