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Heart of the Jungle

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Reads 117
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Parts 11
Time 1h 34m

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There is a peculiar neighborhood in the city of Phoenix. It's hidden beneath a dirty sky, shrouded in the shadows of Titans made of steel and stone. This area was a jungle, The Jungle. 

The people were vicious but took care of their own. Desperately they crawled through life in a daily fight for survival. In this area was a boy, freshly graduated from high school, his mind set on escaping the savage jungle. This boy wanted more to his meager life. More than wondering when he would eat next. More than constantly looking over his shoulder day and night. More than living as a slave in his own home. 

This boy had dreams bigger than skyscrapers. But in the Jungle, dreams are costly.All Rights Reserved

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Reap the Earth at Which you Stand [boyxboy] by FKNichols17

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Ignited, the Fall of the Rising Hero by jwinterlanej

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