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Rule One: Never Get Involved With The Mafia
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Ongoing, First published Jun 02, 2017
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Rule One: Never Get Involved With The Mafia.. Unless you'll end up like my friend London and me: I go by Maple Shallows, but my real name is unknown.. And I hope to keep it that way for EVERYONE's safety. My "title", or I guess "Nickname" is Data, 'Why?' You ask? well, because I'm extremely good at technology, some may also call me a hacker. Now you may be asking yourself  "How did you get involved with Mafia?" Well, that's for you to find out.  

This story is written by @AttackOnPiglet & @RisingOfAutumn
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