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| one day u Nadir,or i sould say Mad Tom,was walking down the street, and all of a sudden an Italian Mafia assulted him and left him in the desert to die, | |
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| and at night the mad tom wasn't dead yet,so he starded walking,but the he heard a howel,it was cyotes, | |
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| they tore him limb from limb,rip is brains out,suck all his blood,and tore out his inteastines. | |
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