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I used to love attending riots when I was in college. The loud music thumping away as bleary eyed chicks, wearing barely anything at all, would dance around with you and grind away. You could almost always score at a good warehouse riot. Just be sure and bring lots of water.
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The souls of the righteous are in the hand of God, and no torment will ever touch them.
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