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In any case, it doesn't make sense for a billionaire to bring three beautiful supermodel beauties to an African indigenous tribe—what's his motive? The obvious reason is vacation + photo shoot.

Because when we arrived, we had transported a lot of food, clothes and equipment by plane. Even in the indigenous tribe, the quality of life would not be too low. Moreover, this tribe is on an island with a pleasant climate and beautiful scenery, but this is not a big family. The only ma ...

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