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Igor found himself producing the hot new reality podcast about the first [known] father-son transgender family; he only produced the pilot then left the States in disgrace after homophobic thugs attacked the set & beat down the cast & crew in a ****** riot captured live on multiple hi-def cameras from the multiple angles already set up for the extravagantly over budgeted podcast [his master footage recorded                                       on multiple flashdrives hidden all over his person - the podcast project went ahead w/out him backed              by lucrative corporate funding, Igor editing                   the original material into his next feature; Eli lowered the tinted window & passed Igor the Cuban, Igor lighting it on his way around to the passenger side; YA ne mogu ostat'sya v Rossii, he says; why's that?     asks Eli, lighting his own cigar & driving off; Boleye poloviny prestupnikov - gey; Eto stanet khorosho izvestno; Eli waswatching the street, scouting for new talent; u can't worry about that kind of **** Igor. u showed people what those ******** are really about - - a bunch of angry ****                           w/ shaved heads, who knew; opening the sun roof,          Eli blew the Cuban's smoke towards the Saint Petersburg sky;       Igor reclining the leather seat, [         ] [               ],          [             ]                                    [                ], [          ] ,           [         ] [             ]                     [              ], [                ]              [               ],                                    filling his head w/ night
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Aug 31, 2018
Aug 31, 2018 at 4:34 AM UTC
paren', ty dolzhen zabrat' menya v aeroportu.
Igor found himself producing the hot new reality podcast about the first [known] father-son transgender family; he only produced the pilot then left the States in disgrace after homophobic thugs attacked the set & beat down the cast & crew in a ****** riot captured live on multiple hi-def cameras from the multiple angles already set up for the extravagantly over budgeted podcast [his master footage recorded                                       on multiple flashdrives hidden all over his person - the podcast project went ahead w/out him backed              by lucrative corporate funding, Igor editing                   the original material into his next feature; Eli lowered the tinted window & passed Igor the Cuban, Igor lighting it on his way around to the passenger side; YA ne mogu ostat'sya v Rossii, he says; why's that?     asks Eli, lighting his own cigar & driving off; Boleye poloviny prestupnikov - gey; Eto stanet khorosho izvestno; Eli waswatching the street, scouting for new talent; u can't worry about that kind of **** Igor. u showed people what those ******** are really about - - a bunch of angry ****                           w/ shaved heads, who knew; opening the sun roof,          Eli blew the Cuban's smoke towards the Saint Petersburg sky;       Igor reclining the leather seat, [         ] [               ],          [             ]                                    [                ], [          ] ,           [         ] [             ]                     [              ], [                ]              [               ],                                    filling his head w/ night
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Aug 31, 2018
Aug 31, 2018 at 4:34 AM UTC
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