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Dec 10
I was living in the woods with stinking, ****** hippies when a
hippie poured for me a glass of municipal water. Even though I
didn't see what the big deal was, I've not drank city water since.
Is that Jimi Hendrix? No, it's only a rotting oak tree stump. ****!
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(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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