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It could always be like back when I was in the adult contact magazine biz and groups of hookers would come to my front door each month to renew their ads in my magazine for the following month.
Back on topic to doom and gloom…
Every doctor that I've been to lately keeps on telling me that I have less then 100 years to live. Rather then getting really disturbed about this, I'm already a disturbed enough person thank you childhood, I just live for present and do the best I can each day and not allow distractions like the sky is falling to hinder me in my daily strive to succeed.
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