Man with a leather Jacket
I met Ken at the Takapuna Sunday market where he was selling bric-a-brac. I met him the next day in his home sitting in his late parents’ living room. He could barely open his eyes from the effect of smoking weed.
I met Ken at the Takapuna Sunday market where he was selling bric-a-brac. I met him the next day in his home sitting in his late parents’ living room. He could barely open his eyes from the effect of smoking weed.
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