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The Colt(One Direction)

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My name's Reese.

I've always been the tough, shoulder-to-cry-on friend.

I was raised as a boxer and a hunter.

I've got shooting and punching in my bones.

My life was a constant routine.

That was, until I found IT.

The Colt.

Why is this gun important, and how does a boy band fit in this story?Tous Droits Réservés

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The Colt(One Direction)
sam., janv. 18, 2014

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The Colt(One Direction)
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