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They say he has his way with the ladies
the bruiser at the door
thought to himself
hey, let’s not get carried away
what a light weight ...
they had been seen leaving together
after a fight—being broken up
over a year at least
she said to all her girlfriends
“it was like I was blinking
then my eyes rolled back
into my head and everything went black”
Sunday 29th September 2024 9:42 pm
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