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un random in the World :
no se pero en mis tiempos el pulso se hacia con los brazos...no apoyando todo el cuerpo a un lado o otro para hacer mas palanca ...
2026-06-11 18:05:22
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mioneanthony
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Congrats David!! 💪💪
2026-06-11 18:43:56
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lthrolka🚬🤫 :
Boss david
2026-06-26 00:34:07
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ive seen u on x.. tell me thats ai 🥀
2026-06-12 02:49:38
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15halamadri
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Primero
2026-06-11 16:55:57
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Opaaaaa
2026-06-11 17:15:35
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Prx :
me saludas porfa
2026-06-11 16:56:05
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eduardilka_ruskil
eduardilka_ruskil :
No serás más fuerte que yo😏?
2026-06-11 17:15:47
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1st
2026-06-11 16:55:28
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khaled.alyafei3
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يا قوته مش طبيعي محد قادر عليه .. وهو مراهق ويهزمهم لو كبر كيف بيكون؟!!
2026-06-11 18:13:07
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$ DAVID $ :
Dale con natha
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The real queen
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