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EIn weiser Mann sagte einmal: "I'll go build my own lunar lander with blackjack and hookers. In fact, forget the lunar lander and the blackjack." Geeeenau. So: "Screw you, guys. I'm going home!". This is my shit now. I'm doing this just the way it unfolds. No one understand? Good. Me neither.
Semtext - 14. Feb, 14:20
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