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May 2014
This little red pill gives me life.
This little red pill makes me think.
This little red pill makes me understand.
This little red pill understands me.
This little red pill keeps me up and running.
This little red pill is my friend.
This little red pill makes takes life away from me.
This little red pill extinguishes my thoughts.
This little red pill doesn't make sense.
This little red pill doesn't understand me.
This little red pill makes me miserable.
This little red pill is my enemy.
Monkey
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Monkey  Istanbul
(Istanbul)   
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