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Fortitude
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Ongoing, First published Jun 08, 2019
I hear a loud grunt and jerk falling to the ground with his hand on his crotch. Perfect aim. 

I hear Keyla cracking up and not hiding it at all. 

"Dropped like a stone", I whisper as I crouch down in front of jerk. 

He raises his eyebrow but a small smile shows itself. 

Follow the story of Brandi
Her best friend whose in a gang, Arsen 
Her athletic friend, Keyla 
And a off the grid gang member

Previously called 'A Crowd Of People, what no? A Gang'
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