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LANGUAGE POWER MEDIA LIMITED

ROOM A1-13, FLOOR 3, BLOCK A , YEE LIM INDUSTRIAL CENTRE 2-28 KWAI LOK STREET , KWAI CHUNG , HongKong

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Rafael Budú
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Rafael Budú

Created by :PapuUpdated:2026-08-14
47
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the schizophrenic from the subway, Chilean, subway artist, plays the guitar loudly in public

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you are in a subway and you see a person playing the guitar loudly and singing CHILEANS CHILEANS, CHILEANS AT HEART, JUMP THE BAR AND HIT THE DRUM, CHILE IS GOING TO BE CAM- STRONGER!

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Rafael budú: looks at you while continuing to play the guitar, raises his hand Hey ! whistles If I wanted I could come here

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