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Original Usenet thread from de.alt.rec.ascii-art, started 22 Oct 2007.
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CUBAN CIGARS......

CUBAN CIGARS......

de.alt.rec.ascii-art · 1 message · 22 Oct 2007
original cuban  cigars ===>>>>   http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&q=very+cheap+cohiba+cigars&btnG=Google+Search



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