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  • Street: 2601 Orenda Rd
  • City: Brampton
  • State: Arizona
  • Country: Canada
  • Zip/Postal Code: L6w 1z2
  • Listed: 15 Mart 2020 11:33
  • Expires: This ad has expired


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I’m listening to music so I don’t even hear him approach me from behind. Before I understand what’s happening I feel a solid hand over my mouth, holding a material maybe? A powerful chemical smell overpowers me and following a short struggle I go limp, still processing what is happening as I lose consciousness..

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