Dante's Inferno
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Last published Fri, Jul 29, 2016
Excerpt: ..."Don't I know you from somewhere?" The boy asked with an Italian accent. Dante had never seen this kid in his life but, this is New York and a lot of people live here. He most likely had seen someone who looks like Dante. Dante shrugged his shoulders as the boy's eye's lost its eagle gaze. As Dante looked around, he had seen some of the girls gazing over at the boy. "Dude, check it out those girls are looking at you." Dante said. The boy turned around with no expression but, slowly turned back. "So." The boy said. He was a pretty attractive looking guy, so attractive that he doesn't care that girls were looking at him like they all want to pounce on him. Dante envied this guy; he wished a girl would look at him like that. As the group talked more, they found out that the blonde kid's name is Phil De Luca...
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