Michael Jackson was seen live and direct. He might not have d:ed but instead gone into hiding. A passenger who sat beside him took a picture of him and couldn’t believe he’s still alive while the world thought he was de:ad.

A passenger who closely resembles Michael Jackson was spotted on a bus in Mexico.
When the photo spread on social media, users commented, “Is Micheal still alive?”
A passenger who sat beside him took a picture of him and couldn’t believe he’s still alive while the world thought he was de:ad.
According to the man, he is now 90 years old, judging from his appearance.
What if the King of Pop never d:ed

What if he went into hiding in a place away from the w0rld that cr:tic:zed him for allegedly changing his skin, hair, and nose, and for supposedly not l:king his own race…claims which
were later revealed not to be true

He only had issues with his appearance, which is why he made those changes
What if

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