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LURKING IN THE SHADOWS
LURKING IN THE SHADOWS
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misternobody9876
Mr Nobody :
that man should have the shit beaten our of him
2025-10-25 23:24:02
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user634180530
Dawson family :
Go the fuck home and fuck off
2025-10-26 01:32:57
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mariahackett2
mariahackett2 :
NO NOT YR LAND. ITS BRITISH LAND
2025-10-26 19:52:13
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lizzydrippin66
user8293302795961 :
It makes my blood boil hearing this!!!! 😤 Who the hell gave him permission to change our flag!!!! 🤬
2025-10-25 01:42:50
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darrensmith4659
Dan Knights Vocalist :
I’m so glad I’m 57, God knows what this country is going to look like in 30 years time, my poor grandkids, I worry about them so much
2025-10-24 23:18:22
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hilary.yates
Hilary Yates :
So he thinks he can tell us what we can and can’t do in our country 😡
2025-10-25 06:38:56
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gulerkam1
Guler Kam :
how how government can let them speak like that.
2025-10-25 09:41:46
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user9351930027478
user9351930027478 :
so Israel was right all this time???
2025-10-25 23:18:46
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ninayt12345
ninayt12345 :
First it’s not your country, you just live there after immigrating to there from a Muslim country to a Christian one ! Accept Christianity is widely practiced there and you guys need to accept the ways of the country you chose to move to !
2025-10-25 10:52:19
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mazzy.soper
mazzy soper :
this is England our country
2025-10-25 07:29:49
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dy60xavu1b65
dy60xavu1b65 :
Sorry why the sharia law even exist in England?
2025-10-26 10:42:24
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fishface762
fishface762 :
Doesn’t what he’s saying make people wake up
2025-10-24 21:52:54
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yellowstone528
big don :
they think they English 😂
2025-10-26 09:18:08
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georgeross75
george ross973 :
So he thinks we need HIS permission to display the flag of st George 🤔. Maybe someone should tell him he needs our permission to be here 🤨.
2025-10-24 21:35:57
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debbieestey
Debbie Estey🇨🇦 :
I don’t understand why people move to a country expecting that country to cater to their beliefs. If you want your beliefs respected you must respect others beliefs.
2025-10-26 16:27:00
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kbmcloughlin
Dysfunctional family ....... :
sharia law has nothing to do with the uk history
2025-10-25 06:58:23
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allan.eastwood
Allan Eastwood :
What a handsome intelligent fella
2025-10-24 21:44:59
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leona967
leona967 :
How dare he 😡😡😡
2025-10-24 23:21:11
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titch7852
Titch78 :
Vote Reform
2025-10-24 23:52:33
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deanharte
Dean Harte :
jesus is my king
2025-10-25 10:19:30
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pat.scott47
Pat Scott :
learn our history. integrate!
2025-10-26 19:25:04
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peter.smart57
Peter Smart :
reform uk
2025-10-24 21:19:24
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pb11152
pb11 :
Wake up Britain!!!!!! It's already late but still Wake Up!
2025-10-26 03:04:22
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midlandsescobar
Andrew Mark Deamer :
Sharia law is not English law. Respect the country you have adopted by birth
2025-10-26 03:07:32
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jeannestbertin1
Jeanne St Bertin :
This is why those men coming here look more like soldiers , they are ready to make war. I’m 71 , so I’m pleased that I will not be around another 10-20 years. Im feel sad about my children and grandchildren.. 😢😢
2025-10-25 00:35:19
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