One day.
That's all it took to discover the shocking understanding of the great hocker. In other words I was standing on top of the lowest hand rail and leaning over the bridge. I noticed a shiny bald spot. I collect some spit, I aimed, and I shot.
And in that one day I changed that man's life. Spit is an understatement to the way life is supposed
One day.
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