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Lemme tell ya, had one once—lordy, was I redder’n a tomato! This gal’s hands was magic, like she’s playin’ a fiddle on my back. Got me all tingly, happier’n a pig in slop. But then—oh, I was madder’n a wet hen—she ups an’ says, “That’s $50 extra!” For what? A lil’ spice? Humph! “How much can one man take?”—that’s what Monty’d say, an’ I felt it, y’all. Still, them knots in my shoulders? Gone quicker’n a jackrabbit.

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Lena Khopoleva, thirty-seven, from Temirtau, told how in she had been beaten by police in Temirtau while departing a drug dealing point. She said that.

Finally, I find him in the break room, munching on some plov. I’m like, “Dude, we gotta wrap this up!” He looks at me, mouth full, and says, “Just one more bite.” I can’t even.

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