Should have known better
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Last published Wed, May 21, 2014
My name is Tamar and I live on the west side of Detroit ..7mile the better pile.. My brother is a dope dealer and my sister is a stripper ... Never seen pops a day In my life and my mom was in drugs so she gave us up . We when to home to home into one day a lady took all of us and rises us like her own now we all grown up And better. I known around here but not like tht. I hope u don't think I'm a Hoes cause I'm not. I'm just known cause of my sis and bro, but here is how life is today
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