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>no control< larry au

>no control< larry au

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Nov 28, 2014
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Marvel
"Hey, look! It's Spiderman!" Louis heard it so often, he had learned to tune it out. Whenever he went out in his famous suit, he was something of a legend. And maybe that was for good reason. The citizens of New York City would long have been decimated by many a villain if it weren't for Louis. He was a mutant, a mistake, but for some reason people depended on him. For the most part, Louis was alright with that, but when it came to his roommate Harry, Louis wasn't quite sure how to feel. So maybe this whole Spiderman thing could help him figure it out. Or maybe not. copyright 2014 actmyagelarry
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