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more gangstalking, a new couple of stalkers one propositions me in a restaurant while his accomplice waits for me outside.
sits beside me starts to undo his pants and utters something at me in what of may been a foreign language. it was so small, probably smaller than trumps mushroom, his is a whole new level of microdick.
i got up and exited the restaurant while one of the staff approached him and began beating him up, as i stood across the street waiting to get a picture of him leaving the store he was chased out by another of the staff.
he went north on yonge while his accomplice followed me south.
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