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The other night i was writing and fucking shit!, all the things like one animal eating grass, a tree growing up, the house of the rising sun...fucking shit! was like, men, this is a bounded crazy fucking egg chair and it's totally cool but...you understand me?..........Did I told you about the woman in me? great story men, about the life of a homless who started eating caviar and ended cleaning my toilet...-Fucking shit!, this is a ballshit! you talk me about the passions?-Don't know exactly, oterwise i prefer a dirty woman than a big one.-The meaning in my closet is easy to drug up.-Got it..........