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 TOOTHBRUSH

TOOTHBRUSH
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Bristles from a chewing stick in several smart Chinese.
One end was used to swipe and wipe the other was a sword or pick to get at meat in between the teeth. Not until the World War Two was every mother's son a victum of the brushing made to make a very victum blush so pink.
Brushing was never fun to me but they eye liked to use the brush on tongue usually so wrong and coated with the many meals used that day.
A man can still pull a stick apart and make a brush of sorts if he is made to want to clean them up. Or eye suppose he could use the packages given at the better missions to all the hobo men. The used brush is sort of useless to a man unless he can rinse it out not in the wild too many miles is lost in useless cleaning of my parts a toothbrush gets repacked with toothpaste on and seldom gets used again in mouth so strong ignored by men the food found can be eaten in a can with brushless teeth on.


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