Fortitude
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Last published Sun, Jul 6, 2025
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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