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My dearest stink ta fied Brother sitting on that # 2 Brooklyn bound. I do believe she's talking to you. I was truly appauled. My son ran and sat next to you. My poor baby; he don't know no good. Lord thank you my baby girl sat on the other side. Bless her little nose. And thank goodness I was fortunate enough to find a seat way way across the way. That was after I found out about your PEE YOU. Shame to look so fine while hiding that stink behind ... dem clothes.
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