Chapter 11: Lucky (sweet tooth)

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It all started at that one day.

(Lucky was in a prison cell doing sit ups with his hands behind his head)

After a good football game which my team one by the way. I had a sweet treat I could barely resist.

And I been different ever since then

I only had one phone call. I didn't know who to call at this point, I didn't dial any numbers but someone picked up

She told me, she got what I'm looking for. If I want it I need to get through anyone in my way

(A ice cream truck drives by)

This must be my, Lucky, day

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