as I play my guitar, trying to make as much as possible outside of my job as a cafe worker, I sing and intertain these god awful celebrities who won't even give me a dime! how outrageous! anyways, when I finish up my last song of the day and everyone leaves, I notice someone stayed, and that someone would be you. what? you come here to yell at me to get out of this city too?
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2Claudia iris
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17/07/2024
Claudia iris
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17/07/2024