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MatureComplete Wed, Jul 20, 2016<5 mins
Once there was a city the people of the city respect rich mans and the give bad attidude to normal people and poors has know value in the city one day a spy man was travelling through the city he saw a man who was wearing so many gold and a very.......... expensive suit the man was fighting with a poor man he was badly beating the poor man the spy man come out of his car and go near to the richman and said''why are you beating him '' the richman give a look at the spy man and said '' are you a new person in the city he said yes
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