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Ilmoita käännösongelmasta
Pretty soon my niece started crying, and I’m trying to quiet her down because I didn’t want her to bother him, but she wouldn’t stop. Pretty soon he gets up and walks over. He started running his hands through her hair and asked what was wrong. I replied that she was probably hungry or something. So Lanq put down his phone, picked up my niece and lifted his shirt. He breast fed her right there in the middle of the barbershop. Chill guy, really nice about it.
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Just dropping off this pickaxe so you can farm!