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Heyy! The mail is laiitan not laitan. Cheers!  xxx.

January 2025 edit: Taking down my email because I have gotten more than enough spam to last a lifetime.

Here's my Instagram instead  @laitanbee


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  1. Anonymous23 December 2017 at 03:32

    What if I want your phone number ? I mean you could be my soul mate we wouldn't know. I read your posts every single time I am chanced and I am never bored, just imagine what our marriage would be like?

    I am a Water Engineer by profession and also an entrepreneur, I own a clothing brand and I plan to own much more. I do not know if all these strike you as potential loyl? But i urge you to let us give it a try and let us see where it leads, so I would be expecting your call alright, I'd email you my number. Cheers!

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