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Last published Fri, Feb 22, 2019
Imagine you could do any crime and not be catched , becouse you are gifted with sickness if that makes any sence, cuz not all curse is a curse .
Today im getting nighteen years old , i had lived in the getto since i know myself , but today..is going to be different.
I was born without fingerprints and noone knows i exsist . i haven't been registered in the system..simply im illegal, but that can be wonderfull if you know how to use it right.
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