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"Who's this Wyatt?" Brian asked, a smile on his lips. Hiding my face in my shirt, "No one!", a hand on my head, a twist in my hips.
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Dec 23, 2012
Dec 23, 2012 at 11:07 PM UTC
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"Who's this Wyatt?" Brian asked, a smile on his lips. Hiding my face in my shirt, "No one!", a hand on my head, a twist in my hips.
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Dec 23, 2012
Dec 23, 2012 at 11:07 PM UTC
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