Dresses with sequences and zoot suits with the reet pleat is what you see in Harlem. Like every other day, lights illuminate the beautiful streets that I call home. But this peculiar day, I find myself more intrigued by an individual than the atmosphere of Harlem.
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All of my Short Stories that are the RAW copies of it! I figured be cool to post them up! Some of them will have Gore, Rape, SA, heart break! So please understand that I use to write these AGES ago