young and doomed;
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Gerard grafitava paredes de Newark em Nova Jersey durante as noites seus desenhos e frases, mas principalmente frases já que nunca era escutado sendo assim um tanto frustrado com a sociedade, até que um dia, um motoqueiro chamado Frank passou a apreciar tais frases e desenhos que tinham a assinatura de G sempre em baixo deles.
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