One Last Kill
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Última publicación dom, sep 9, 2018
My childhood was the average one, I had a house a family and friends. But when your born into a street gang everyone is your family and friend. My gang is a local street gang, we're the 'Silver Fangs.' we all have gang names and positions. My job as an hit man is to keep the gang hidden and safe. At least that's what everyone thinks..
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