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Oh man which one
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em jul 20, 2010
Sahara is the lead singer of the hot band Deserted ( sahara and deserted get it ) anyway Sahara is in a jam when she constanly keep putting her  career in the bad media spotlight.
That is where Jason Croweley and the king of douches Nathan Crawford comes in. Will they ruin her band or will they save her while she's in a rut .
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