Waitress. My phone book. Air condition.
I write a combination of prose and song that narrate preserving cultural dialect and heritage between him and her.
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Waitress. My phone book. Air condition.
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I don't have a case to review. Today's date. Disassociate. British monarch. Seating arrangements should offer families room. Kids ta...
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Because a Western world is the success of the planet; Sight; Animatronic. Static motion. Paper bump. He has the answer; Slut; Wife; Associat...
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Pencil. Christian. Only Black People. Airport. Make something of yourself. Uneven. Fully Electronic. Paint in Chalk. I don't know what...
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