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Don’t take this wrong, I’m no fan of rap. However, I remember this song from muh youf. I preferred the metal of this era, and still do, but there was a time when rap was just what toads listen to, but it wasn’t offensive other than it being coon tunes. The shit they do now is full on hate music. Hate against Whites, women, everything. Pure garbage.

Don’t take this wrong, I’m no fan of rap. However, I remember this song from muh youf. I preferred the metal of this era, and still do, but there was a time when rap was just what toads listen to, but it wasn’t offensive other than it being coon tunes. The shit they do now is full on hate music. Hate against Whites, women, everything. Pure garbage.

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The cunt was hot as fuck too https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XSkaD3sa0tk/W_TaJgrX7aI/AAAAAAADXaM/iUUef50PUaMfuj1OedfPoO2DfCwby7fJQCLcBGAs/s1600/debbie-harry-and-cars-12.jpg

and not a kikess 1945–1965: Early life

Harry was born Angela Trimble on July 1, 1945, in Miami, Florida.[2] At the age of three months, she was adopted by Richard Harry and Catherine (née Peters) Harry,[3] gift shop proprietors in Hawthorne, New Jersey, and renamed Deborah Ann Harry. Harry learned of her adoption at four years old, and in the late 1980s, located her birth mother, a concert pianist,[4] who chose not to establish a relationship with her.[5] In her memoir, Harry recalled being a tomboy, spending much of her childhood playing in the woods adjacent to her home in Hawthorne.[6]