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Jun 2014
the man and woman didn’t feel ashamed until they put on that show for the snake.  hell, it wasn’t even a snake but primarily a rope that couldn’t facilitate their double suicide and then it was a snake from one’s imagination, yours or mine, torturous.
Barton D Smock
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Barton D Smock  48/M/Columbus, Ohio
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