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I'm at a stand still in the middle of a rubble strewn, burned out city in a red Volvo sitting motionless behind a several mile long procession of desiccated, ruined vehicles with dead, ashen, and skeletal drivers at their rusted wheels. I blast my La Cucaracha horn and scream "MOVE!!! MOVE!!! GET THE gently caress OUT THE WAY SOME OF US GOT PLACES TO BE!!"
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# ¿ Dec 16, 2019 11:53 |
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# ¿ May 12, 2024 11:00 |