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I AM SITTING IN A RUN DOWN CLIO ROAD LAUDUARY MAT WERE THE FLOORS IS NOT SWEEP OR MOP AND THE ROOF IS FALLING APART. 
WERE AFICAGN AMERICAN FEMALE IS WORKING
I HAD TO MAKE A FAST CALL  BECAUSE I FEAR FOR MY LIFE WITH THEM. 
THEY HAVE CAUSED STIFF BEFORE WITH ME AND MY FAMILY.
I NOW MARK THEM AS “LAUDUARY MAT PEOPLE”
THEY WILL LIE TO YOUR FACE IN A HART BEAT.
I KNOW THEY ARE NOT THE ONES YOU COULD TRUST THEY SMILE IN YOUR FACE.
LORD PLEASE LET THIS WASHER GO FASTER I WILL NEVER COME BACK HERE.
WHY? IN RURAL AREA COMMUNITY THEY RUN IT DOWN.
“LAUDUARY MAT” COLD HEARTED SOULS JEALOUS HEARTED WOMEN AND MEN USING PEOPLE FOR THE WRONG REASON.
I CALL THEM “LAUDUARY MAT."
LORD 14 MIN'S IS LIKE 14 DAYS AROUND THEM PLEASE PUT A FAST MOVE ON THIS WASHER 
SO THAT I CAN LEAVE AND NEVER COME BACK AGAIN.
LORD WATCH DON’T THEY TELL A LIE BEFORE THE DAY IS OVER.
I AM LEARNING YOU CAN’T TRUST THEM.
WATCH YOUR BACK BECAUSE HERE COME THEM 
‘LAUDUARY MAT”

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