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a night in iowa (re) – (en)

Alvin was almost frozen, although inside him a dull anger was burning and made him to curse his luck. —Fucking faggot! —he shouted, to instinctively take a look around to be sure nobody had heard his politically incorrect outburst. That … Continue reading

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