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Alex M

Oh no! Oh my! Tic toc! His brain: so fast. Ideas: they’re cash. Mister Alex Murdoch.

Take a minute, in fact, take two. Watch intuition grow to fruition. Inceptions and conceptions that flew.

Bottle openers of bats. A Gatorade tumbler. K’nex and gun black. I’m now the humbler.

A trip to Mamoun’s? You’re in luck boy! Take a ride, make room and stop calling me ____ ___!

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