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337 days ago
Petty joins me for a beach walk on the coldest day of the post-summerclypse.
When the world is a monster...bad to swallow you whole...kick the clay that holds the teeth in...roll your trolls out the door
43
337 days ago
Petty joins me for a beach walk on the coldest day of the post-summerclypse.
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