Zulu's Nation

Zulu's Nation

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Zulu Dorian. She's a poor teenager who can't afford new things. She can't even afford food on the table sometimes. She's a runaway. She had to leave. Just for awhile though. She found a job. Not suitable for a thirteen year old though. And it's also illegal. Ja'quan Catos. He's a big man with big money. He don't really like sharing what belongs to him. He cruel but it's tolerable. He's a supplier. He needs someone to deal though. Someone who won't look suspicious and won't snitch if they get arrested. Who's better than a small teen who's poor and damaged?
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