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Sunday Morning Malay Ride
Blue February tropical sky, over a palm plantations sandy road.
Skid, slip, pull.
Slip, skid, accelerate.
White bearded plantation worker driving a blue Mad Max car.
Motorcycle kickstand turn on a river sand mine dead end road.
White bearded man, alongside a tropical hijab wife.
Mad Max car, with a fresh fruit bunch in the back.
Slip, skid, accelerate.
Skid, slip, pull.
Blue February tropical sky, over a palm plantations sandy road.
Skid, slip, pull.
Slip, skid, accelerate.
White bearded plantation worker driving a blue Mad Max car.
Motorcycle kickstand turn on a river sand mine dead end road.
White bearded man, alongside a tropical hijab wife.
Mad Max car, with a fresh fruit bunch in the back.
Slip, skid, accelerate.
Skid, slip, pull.
Blue February tropical sky, over a palm plantations sandy road.
Mar 3, 2020
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