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Greg smiled to himself as he stepped into the public toilet. It felt good to help people in need. He thought about the old man in the white jalamia, and how he'd struggled endlessly to lift the heavy box he'd been dragging onto his back until he came along. He briefly wondered about the curious dressing of the man - all the necklaces and wrist-bands - but he dispeled the thought as quickly as it came. These Nigerians dressed in all sorts of weird clothing so it was probably no big deal.

He whistled softly as he strolled to the urinal for a pee he'd been holding in for hours. He dragged the zip of his shorts down and tried to pull out his member, but his palm grabbed air. He looked in the mirror and he saw a smooth, unblemished mound of soft flesh that was now where his penis had been. As he opened his mouth to scream, a stream of yellow liquid escaped his throat and spattered the mirror in an endless avalanche of piss.

Something seems to be wrong with the email address that put up. Messages are not going through.

Job description? An what are you willing to pay? Information like that will generate more interest in your thread.

Hello. I have tried to contact you via email messaging. Please provide any alternative contact information so I can get across to you faster.

PS: I am interested in the book rewriting gig.

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