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Last published Tue, Apr 22, 2014
Known on the streets of Los Angeles as Jesse Rutherford, he had no home to call his own. Lost and alone it seemed, drugs and alcohol were his only morals and nothing more. That is until he laid eyes on the his prominent future, Marilyn Santos, innocent and sensible . Too good for him he presumed from just a glance, but little did both Jesse and Marilyn know how important they'd become to eachother. What happens when two completely different people cross paths, will one change for the better or worse?
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