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This is what the kid really looked like. Kids don't have a face. It's usually painted on in the cocoon of gonadolescence. Usually donning their parents oldstyle fins and gills.
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Then life's devildicked henchmen lift the curtain for good to an audience of autumn and the cycle of seasons...
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Lo and behold, the kid has blossomed into a beautiful blonde buck who hates both injustice and mercy and who cannot fuck...
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| I am Impotent! Captain Impotent! | |
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