Cure of 54
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Dernière publication dim., mars 13, 2016
As an science researcher for cures I always wanted to create a new planet,it's currently I want to say the year 2234.My co-workers and I came up with the master plan to cure the Confinjia disease which keeps people on our run down planet well kinda sorta a disease but an gas. Anyway..let's just say I fucking regret it.
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