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Ongoing, First published Sep 26, 2018
When I was seven years old my father died. We were walking down the alleyways in New York because I wanted to feel like a spy. When the big scary man walked out from around the corner I had no idea what was about to happen, I thought it was all part of the game. Stupid seven year old brain. Then there was a loud bang. Ears ringing. Then red, so much red. Life has never been the same.All Rights Reserved
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