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Hotlanta
Jerome and Carrie flew first class. You had the seat in the far rear next to the toilet. They traveled to their exquisite home in Buckhead. You had a small studio apartment in a lower middle -class area. Jerome was fucking Carrie's brains out while you tugged your little white pee-pee to interracial porn. This was your new normal.
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