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His body, like his revolution continues to corrode. Yet people pay and line up to view his mummified remains.
Yes, "freaking weird" sums it up.
Now if we could only view frozen Walt Disney, that would be cool.
hey brother, I'm going to assume that you wouldn't mind if I got your acoustic re-strung today. You're welcome.
-sister jack
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