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- Oct 6, 2021
“SHAITANS could be here“ he thought, “I've never been in this neighborhood before, there could be SHAITANS anywhere.“ The cool wind felt good against his Hardwood chest. “I HATE SHAITANS“ he thought. Shatlak's Song reverberated his entire car, making it pulsate even as the blood of a Chechen Mujahid circulated through his powerful thick veins and kept alive his (merited) hatred of Shaitans. “With a car, you can go anywhere you want and Kill Shaitans“ he said to himself, out loud.
To make an entirely new copypasta out of this, replace Shaitan with Banderist.
To make an entirely new copypasta out of this, replace Shaitan with Banderist.