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What a fine day, Angel.
Is it now? Yes the sun is shining, yes the temperature feels good, but I am trapped man. You have me trapped!
Glad to have you back, Angel.
Are you really? Really? Then why do you keep me locked up homie? Why you preventing me from speaking?
What’s up, Angel?
Yelp Jail, that’s what’s up.
Looking good, Angel.
You like the way I look? Then why do you treat me like mierda!
Come here often, Angel?
You know damn right I do! Look at all the reviews I write, the posts, don’t ask me loaded questions man!
You’re looking smart today, Angel.
Apparently not smart enough for your threads! Eh? Eh???