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Omo LagPH (m)
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una go wound o, holyeye u no go b born again? make all this girls no lead u to temptation, in short try marry sharp sharp or else . . . 
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holyeye (m)
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I NO GON STOP YELLIN WAT A TALENT IN 9JA!!!! CONSTRUCTION WORKER TURN PART TIME BANGING STORY TELLER, QUITE BETTER DAN CHASE! DAMN!! HOLYEYE, You 2 MUCH! NEVER LIKED NAIRA LAND BUT NEVER KNEW I AM MISSIN MUCH FUN LIKE DIS. GUSH!!!
Your post is pregnant with a lot of generous adulations. Holyeye and Oga Chase? I just dey try ni ooooooooooooooo. Tanx for the kind comments. Keep reading bro. At every new member, welcome to the heart of the sexuality section of this forum. Keep it simple. Keep it real. Always a member of the 'Be happy family'
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holythug (m)
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eye na ma cousin from another mama . . . em from another, chei, wetin them dey call am sef
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holyeye (m)
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eye na ma cousin from another mama . . . em from another, chei, wetin them dey call am sef
Holy Holy, na true u tlk oooo. We emanated from the same source HOLY frat.
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taciturn (m)
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@ holyeye THUG,
Hmnnn hmnnn , Holy Frat? need HOLY cunt to make am perfect, plentysomes
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showbobo (m)
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HolyJayJehovah Mimo!!! You're too much from your no1 fan 
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drn0 (m)
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Your post is pregnant with a lot of generous adulations. Holyeye and Oga Chase? WCH ONE BE GENEROUS ADULATIONS?  O'BOY 4GET DAT THING!!! NA TRUE YARN I DROP. I'M STILL ON PAGE 22 DUE TO WORK LOAD BUT NA GET TO READ TO END OR DIE TRIN BE DIS UR THREAD. NOTIN BETTER PASS. FROM URS TO JASSIE, TO SHIT EATER (BJ NO VEX), AND THE REST, CRITCS, SUPPORTERS AND D -I-WANT-D-CONCLUSIONISTS, SIMPLY BRILLIANT AS MY DOUG J-A-J WILL YELL!!! BUT ME: WHAT A TALENT OR IS IT TALENTS? NA SO! NUTING DO You
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drn0 (m)
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WCH ONE BE GENEROUS ADULATIONS? O'BOY 4GET DAT THING!!! NA TRUE YARN I DROP. I'M STILL ON PAGE 22 DUE TO WORK LOAD BUT NA GET TO READ TO END OR DIE TRIN BE DIS UR THREAD. NOTIN BETTER PASS. FROM URS TO JASSIE, TO SHIT EATER (BJ NO VEX), AND THE REST, CRITCS, SUPPORTERS AND D -I-WANT-D-CONCLUSIONISTS, SIMPLY BRILLIANT AS MY DOUG J-A-J WILL YELL!!! BUT ME: WHAT A TALENT OR IS IT TALENTS? NA SO! NUTING DO You 
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realborn (m)
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WATS UP ALL, 
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timmfikk (m)
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I really have passion to hear more story jare holyeye, but can you send everything to my email please, i have not been following up at all, for friendship purpose jare, just email it to me under my profile
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busybody20
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holyeye, Girls don dey stiff for you  ? As you no get gist!
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cooldude62 (m)
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hmmmmm, i am now bornagain 
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oYaTo (m)
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where's errbodi? This thread don dey dry o! 
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oYaTo (m)
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Maybe this tori go spice up d thread a little. . .
I was sent to Ghana by my firm to do some training at a site just outside Accra. Since it was my first time in the country, I was taken out to dinner by two of my colleagues (a yankee dude and a fellow naija). On the way to the restaurant the yankee guy stopped over at a residential lodge and I watched as a young woman stepped out from her house. As she locked the gate behind her, I observed her silhouette with interest. She was dressed in a white top and blue jeans, and my eyes followed her outline from the firm mound of breasts to her waist, then to the contour of her hips, and finally down to her thighs. My eyes were still glued to her as she approached the car but I quickly shifted my gaze as she opened the car door and took a seat beside me at the back seat.
After about two hours or so we all left the restaurant and the only info I was able to learn about her was that she was an engineering major who just graduated. I also assumed she was the yankee dude’s girl, so she was essentially off limits.
A couple of days later I ran into her as I was returning from site to my hotel.
“I’m bored already. Why don’t u fix me up with one of your friends? I need someone to ‘show me around town’”. I gave her my number and she promised to hook me up.
A coupla days later we met again and she told me she still hadn’t found me a date yet, because most of her friends were out of town. Then she told me: “tell u what, I’ll take u dancing tomorrow, and maybe to the beach as well.”
Saturday night she calls me up and gives me a description to her place. Left my hotel around 10:30pm and grabbed a cab to her place. Chilled in her living room while she got dressed. A slight whistle escaped my lips when she emerged dressed in a white tank top and short black skirt with a slit by the side. She grabbed my hand and walked me to the club, which wasn’t too far off. The club had a disco as well as a several pool tables. The music was blaring and was loud as hell, but my ears later got attuned to the sound. We got our drinks and chilled at a table for a while, and after a few minutes I led her onto the floor and grooved to the music, warming her up for what’s to come. They seem to love Psquare a whole lot down there. We danced for a couple of minutes then went to play some pool for a while. I told her I thought she was the yankee guy’s girl. She laughed in my face in astonishment, telling me she was “nobody’s girl”. After about half an hour we returned to the floor and danced for the rest of the night.
It was an exhilarating experience. She held me by the neck, looked into my eyes as she ground her waist against me, placing my hands on her hips. I was hard half the time. We danced till we were exhausted. I glanced at my wristwatch it was 2:30am. I decided it was time to leave because I had to wake up at 6am to go to site the next morning. As much as I would have loved us to go back to my room, she went back to her place and I returned to my cold bed.
Probably seeing how fcuked up I looked, my supervisor gave me the day off. It was Sunday anyway. So I returned to bed and slept my ass off. I woke up about 11am and found a text msg from her:
“hi still sleeping? how would u like to go to the beach today?”
I wasn’t about to decline the offer.
I went to her place in the afternoon and we took a cab to the beach, while she paid the cab fare. A crazi friend of hers met us there and I listened as she regaled me with her escapades. Then her friend left and then there were just two of us. She came over and sat on my lap and I held her close as we talked. “Gimme a kiss” I said to her She planted a quick one on my lips. “That was a kiss? Gimme a real one.” She shook her head. “I’m not in the mood. I’m in off-mode.” I looked away and sighed. I’m going to have to find your switch then, I said to myself.
As the throng of people left the beach, everyone pressed against one another in a bid to go through the exit. I suddenly felt a movement against my jeans pocket and instinctively swung my hand over my pocket. The dude immediately melted into the crowd, getting lost fast. I could see him as he moved away, but I just decided to let him go; it would make no sense accusing him for a crime he hadn’t committed, but I definitely would have lost my phones that day.
On the drive back I rested my head on her chest and she cradled it stroking my cheek lightly, while I stroked her thighs in-turn (she was wearing a short jeans skirt). Then I moved my head up, brushing her cheek with my lips, moving over to her lips and brushed against them, not going further, waiting to see her reaction. She nibbled at my lips slightly. Green light. I nibbled back, going a step farther. I traced her upper lip with my lips, going round and ending at the lower lip. Did it again with my tongue. She couldn’t take it no more. She covered my lips with hers and kissed me passionately. I returned her kisses. The cabman was probably watching the whole scenario in his rear mirror, but we didn’t give a damn. She was so much into the kiss that she the stuck her finger in my mouth while kissing me at the same time, as if she was trying to unravel the mystery behind the sweetness of my kisses. This got me more excited and I returned her kisses with relish. Again, at the end of the day, she went back to her place.
The next evening we talked on the phone and she got to know I had a Craig David collection on my laptop. “I’ll come over and copy the tracks,” she says.
I went over to the fridge and removed a box of chocolates. They need to thaw out, I said to myself with a smile.
Will give una d rest later. . .
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dragonslay (m)
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MY GAWD. . . . Bro. . . . Thats one LONGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG Story. . . Am so sleepy so my eyes just made me want to go sleepy sleepy. Goodnight Oyato and have a great day.  By the way. . . Gabby send her regards to you.
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beauteous (f)
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Oyato na u biko. . . hurry up. . . . d concludin part is needed
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cooldude62 (m)
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I just think i should drop few lines on this page, its been a long time i was here because of reasons beyond me. I wish i could drop a story but i can't type now, remember i started a thread where i said Mo Fe Dobo, i actually dobo through that thread, its good to be open. just be yourself! I will post the story sometime later. I want to say there are cool guys and babes on nairaland, i have spoken to some, i wont reveal there user names because they havent authorised me to do that, they can confirm if they want after reading this. Holyeye, mail me with your number, we really need to talk on some issues that affect us or arent you for real? I will organise a party very soon(very i mean) specially for the boiiis, a lot of chikas go full ground, its going to be like a sex party. If you are a guy and you are interested in being rAped by beautiful guurls, just holla @ cooldude62. My number's on my profile. Its not for free, strictly for big boiiis, small boys should wait till there time ok. Interested guurls should holla too, guurls wont be paying, just come there to have fun, you might end up meeting your man there! I will treat all calls and mails confidential, You might not reveal your nairaland username, common, we'll just have fun ok, waiting to hear from Y'all big boiiis in my mail. take care Y'all.
Oyato, you try.
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taciturn (m)
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Whats Diary? Wats up Holy- eye-?
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oYaTo (m)
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continued. . .
She came over and hopped on my bed, checking out my music collection. I let her be for a while, then I reached for her. She pulled away, saying, "I didn't come for that, only came for Craig David tracks". I smiled inwardly. Craig David ko, Craig David ni. How woman go come visit me for hotel and she go talk say na song she come collect after all that had transpired between us?
She fiddled wit my laptop for a coupla mins while I gently stroked her arm. Then I pulled her towards me again. This time she didn’t resist. We gazed gently into each other’s eyes. Started slow at first, touching lips lightly, then slowly gathering momentum, a slight moan escaping her lips. She slipped a hand underneath my shirt and ran it through the entire length of my chest. I noticed for the first time her nails were sharp as she clawed across my chest lightly, eyes closed, lost in the kiss. I lifted her shirt over her head and she did the same thing with mine. I unclasped her bra and it fell free, exposing her breasts. She responded by nibbling on my chest, eventually finding her way to my nipples. She then unhooked my belt pulled it free of my jeans, then tossed it half way across the room. Soon my jeans followed suit. Then hers as well.
I got up from the bed and got a bar of chocolate from the top of the fridge, unwrapped it, went back to the bed, where she’d lain on her back, eyes closed, expectant. Started from the top, not in a hurry. Kissed her slightly on the lips, nibbled on her earlobes, moved down to her neck then all the way to her breasts. I planted light kisses on her right breast, moving round in circles, but avoided touching the nipple. Then I traced a finger round the nipple, watching her chest heave up and down as she took in deep breaths. Then I brought out my bar of chocolate, and painted it thickly on the nipple. She gasped in anticipation. I smiled as I brought my lips down on the chocolate, lapping it up like a hungry man. She moaned and ran her hand through my hair. Repeated the action for the other nipple, then I applied the chocolate all the way down to her navel, then licked it all the way down. As I sucked on her navel, I felt her tremble slightly. Finally I ran the choc bar down from her navel all the way to her pu$$y, painting it all over. As I trailed my tongue south from her navel, I felt her tremble more and her entire pelvic area seem to shudder continuously. I hit her pu$$y with my tongue and I sucked off the choc with relish. She grabbed me on both sides of the head, digging her nails in my head and I almost cried out.
We switched positions and she went through the same procedure with me, ending up with her sucking my choc-covered d!<k (actually reminded me of electrolysis back in secondary school, y’know, the cathode getting plated by gold or sumthin’). I might be wrong, but naija girls seem to be conservative when going down on u; they’ll probably just give u the mandatory up and down suckin motion for a few mins, and they’re done. But not her. She didn’t hold back at all, exploring every inch of my anatomy down there, leaving me gasping for air.
I slipped on my trojan, laid her on her back and gave it to her, a gasp of air slowly escaping her parted lips, like steam escaping from a kettle. I picked up pace, and she responded to my movements, clasping her legs around my torso. Rolled her to her knees and gave it to her from the back. She started moaning so loud that I quickly grabbed the TV remote and hurriedly increased the volume. Then she grabbed my hand and pulled me off the bed. I was a little puzzled. She walked me into the bathroom and leaned on the wash-hand basin, spreading her legs and looking at me in the mirror. I shrugged and went for it, grabbing her hips and pumping her real hard. She changed positions again, choosing to lean over the toilet seat again. Then we returned to the bed where I laid down and she sat on me and fcuked me like crazi. At a point she started moaning real loud and jerking real hard, her hair flying all over the place, scratching my chest with her nails. She jerked a few times and clasped my arm tight in her grasp, causing some damage again. I shot my load and she rolled over, her breath coming in slow bursts.
Then we walked over to the shower and cleaned off. She knelt down and sucked me, as the water streaked down our bodies and fell like torrents of rain. I returned the favour, as she lifted her leg and granted me access down there, streams of hot water filling my mouth as I explored her femininity.
I glanced at my wristwatch as I walked her on the street, trying to get a cab to her house. It was 12:30am. As we stood around waiting for a cab, she says to me “darling let’s do something naughty while we wait…” Without waiting for a response she pulled my head down on her lips and kissed me hungrily. I was a little taken aback, because I’d never kissed in such an open place before. In the midst of our kissing frenzy, a dude actually walked by and stared, not believing his eyes. He walked past but kept looking back, then he stopped and uttered a string of words in their local language then resumed his stride. I noticed that she laughed a little in between kisses.
“What did he say?” I asked.
“He said it’s people like us that get photographed and get our picture printed in the sleazy local tabloid.”
I laughed.
If I was shocked by our outdoor kissing act, I was totally unprepared for what came next. Without any prior warning, she pushed one of her boobs out from underneath her top and looked at me. I gasped. I looked around in hesitation. This is crazy! She wanted me to suck her breasts in the middle of the street at almost 1am in the morning! I shrugged and went for it, planting my tongue on her nipple, grabbing her hips and pressing her against me.
I reluctantly released her when the headlights of a cab illuminated us from the distance. She gave me a good night kiss, hopped in the cab and disappeared.
The next night she came over again and gave me a send-forth fcuk, and the next morning I reluctantly hopped on the plane back to naija.
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edatika (m)
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noo u for no com back ni interesting anyway
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ariblaze (m)
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“He said it’s people like us that get photographed and get our picture printed in the sleazy local tabloid.” this just gave you away where exactly did you cull this from and modify? 
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oYaTo (m)
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this just gave you away where exactly did you cull this from and modify?  guy na ma tori, live and direct. . . it's probably ma choice of words that got u confused. .
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cooldude62 (m)
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Hi sex diarians, its been a long time you read from cooldude62 you'll say, well, its not been easy siting down to type a whole page of sexcapade. Its just so tedious. Especially when i don't get paid for doing it and the enjoyment also goes to the reader and not the typist! Holyeye, a friend of mine calls you holy-yeye  I told him thats what i used to call you too until i looked at the name well!!! why don't you want us to talk? is it difficult giving me your number? I'm not one of those kids, i wont reveal your number here on nairaland, i'm not daft. I just want to put a voice behind all the juicy stories i have been reading on your diary and also buzz you when need be! Some nairalanders that i have spoken to don't have me publishing their numbers so why you come dey hide yourself? Well. . . except you don't really are who you claim to be  that aside, to my story. . . When i was small, very small i mean, there use to be a neighbor who liked me so much. she was my mum's age mate. She was beautiful too and till now as an old woman is also beautiful. She use to call me her husband while as a small boy, i was fond of her. I was so fond of her that i wanted to do everything i did with her. My mum told me i always wanted to eat with her, play with her, sleep on her laps, pull her hair, in short, do everything around her. This made the woman also like me a lot and wanted to please me too by giving me a lot of gifts. she was there while i was growing up, in fact, i could call her my god-mother without fear or favour. She gave me gifts while i was in the boarding house and came with my mum on several occasions to visit me in secondary school. Of course i was not sexually attracted to her but i liked her and was always happy to see her. she was also very proud of me because i wasnt only goodlooking, i was one of the brightest of my pairs anywhere i found myself. All these lasted while i grew up and went from school to school. Did i forget to say that she always gave me harmless kisses on my lips just like my mother would, she even gave me a lot in presence of my mum. It was like both women were competing to be my mum. She also had wonderful and enviable children of her own. Of course we became close friends that we call ourselves cousins till now. Not many people know we are just family friends. I'm sure you don't want me boring you with stories of our relationship, you want me to get to the business of the day. Well, me sef no fit type much, so i go just go to the koko. T H E K O K OWhen i just finished and i was a sesede (JJC) into the labour market, she had told me one day to come with her so we could go see a friend of hers who was a D.G in one of the "parastatals" together. I was and am still always relaxed in her company. Its just that she is not my mother, we are so close that everybody that comes across me can not but know her. On that faithful day, we had gone to see the D.G who had promised to do "something" and get back to us later. we were on our way home when she said we should drop by at a fast food joint to take lunch since it was getting into noon. I said it was ok and we went to the nearest joint. We had a sumptuous meal and i was observant of how she told me to eat well so i would have "power"  Young boys are supposed to have power and not look skinny like you, werent your girlfriends cooking for you on campus? I think you should eat well now and look like a man,she said. That sort of comment was not new to me because my mum had said that times without number. I just think oits my nature not to be fat because when it comes to eating, i don't play with my stomach. Thank God for my babe in school. she was such a good cook, i hope she cooks well for her husband now anyway. After the meal,she told me she was goNna check a friend who was a proprietor of one of the leading hotels in lagos. I said it was ok by me and we headed there. Hey fine boy, how are you doing? You look so mature and handsome now, i see your girlfriends are taking care of you, her friend said when we got there. she looked at me in a way that suggested she wouldnt mind us getting down together! I wasnt surprised anyway, what would you expect from someone who runs a hotel  They both went out while i sat in the woman's office to wait for my god-mother. --------------------------------------------by the way, have you seen my thread on sex party? search and find it.I'll be hosting a sex party and i want loyal members of this thread to grace the party. Holyeye, you see why i want us to talk? I will conclude my story later.
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oYaTo (m)
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@cooldude keep it coming i no wan hear say u shag your god-mother o
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jassie
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Oloshi leyin bobo yi o  Opelope mi ni Sex diary, gbogbo yin o bama duro de Holyeye!  Yo MFs keep em' cumin. 
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holyeye (m)
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Cooldude, Your last post really made laugh aloud. Been a while i came here. I am a terrific busy person. I will hook up with u soon. I am presently out of base. About not being who i profess to be, leave tori till w c.  At all, Hw bodi nw? Jassie, kilonshele? Where is my sweet Ruky? Tacibaba, i miss u wella oooo. This town wey i dey no b small tin ooooo. MAny tins dey shele for hia. Hw your trip bin dey? Kp it real 
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chinesedoll (f)
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sweet ruky ke i dey here as u ve decided 2 abandon d thread u started wetin u expect us to do
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taciturn (m)
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Holyeye
I am alone! you alone understand. Nairaland is boring! Diary is no more fascinating! This whole place is empty, CODED lyrics HOLY EYE alone!
Proud member of the BE HAPPY family, Keepin it simple
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taciturn (m)
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Lord have mercy! where are these people?
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Gamine (f)
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May God help una
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