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Tuesday, 14 January 2014
The police are your friends? I think not.
Sad story of brutality
My brother suffered schizophrenia. He was terrified of policemen. I get it Allan. So sorry to have doubted you.
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ps NSA? fuck you, slimy, dishonest, abusive, lowlife, servants of the American Dream
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