Shit about me: Strangers At A Bar. [ ft Kendall Schmidt ]
It was like one of those famous friday nights. You were sitting at the bar alone. The seat on your right was empty and the one on the right was sitting a man from middle age with a beard. You’ve talked to him an hour ago. He had the same interests as me. He was passed out lying with his head on…
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