I don't get it, not even a little bit, the lemon crescent of Lord Jesus's ½ moon-lit slit, Michelle's man-**** or the fame of Paul Junger Witt by ꜱᴜᴢʏ ʙᴇʀʟɪɴꜱᴋʏ

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Jun 2017

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ꜱᴜᴢʏ ʙᴇʀʟɪɴꜱᴋʏ Simpang Bedok, Singapore

(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)

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