[…] across the rapid smaragdus-green waters, pouring onward into the country, are thrown three bridges ...
“I’ve never touched a man before,” Kyle whispered, skinning back the foreskin.
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I seen one fellow in Jerusalem, wait, I'm telling a lie, it was in Alex, when I went there for a bit of leave, one fellow with a complete foxhunt on his back.
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