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if you prefer a specific type of living hell,if you want your brains to rot from the inside out,kid, you've found the right place.get your goddamn ass
When in October, the showers did fall The fierce winds piercing, they had destroyed all A roaring monster, an ominous beast
brooklyn boys in wifebeaters who smell like ivory soap and talk like their dads go to jersey in the summer to meet girls from the shore who smell like irish spring and live on the water
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