Kämpferin mit Leidenschaft
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Last published Wed, Sep 20, 2017
An Amant (wird Än ausgesprochen) ist ein 16 Jähriges Mädchen welches in ihrem Leben schon viel erleben musste. Ihre schreckliche Vergangenheit versteckt sie hinter einer Goldenen Mauer aus Kälte, Hass und Wut. Sie lebt in einer eigenen kleinen Wohnung, da sie von ihren Eltern nichts wissen will. Arbeit und Schule bekommt sie unter den Hut. Niemand konnte je an sie heran treten....
Jack, Jack Brown ist ein gefährlicher Waffendealer. In der Schule kursiert das Gerücht, er würde für die Mafia arbeiten. Mit seinen 18 Jahren wiederholte er nochmal die letzten 2 Schuljahre, da er die Schule davor vernachlässigt hatte. Jeder respektierte und fürchtete ihn. Doch dann kam An und Jack rastete aus.....
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