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the rains are coming where are the metal poleslook Danny they cant stay all nightbut we are going to need one to be the pole off this yacht front the kitchen networkdo you sime what cojo down the street has hidden in his garage to eat, next moon, night- hil;l town bougeif we pit our accords lip town honey must still our pougs and lone as a fat buddy hoes whom is very dirty and crackedso she can balances the mounts on our floor Dr kumasi