The Devil Of District 7
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Last published Sat, Jun 1, 2019
She is ... unique. Like none other human on this planet. She is able to make you smile as well as make you tremble in fear.
Her name, you'll discover it soon enough.
Sam is intrigued by this painter of the street and her killer right hook. Being all bad and scary in his part of Brightwood Pines, he didn't know that he just had to cross the street to meet worse than him in all ways... and by far.
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