The Secret Life...
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Última publicación lun, ene 1, 2024
Tyrique Jackson was just 5 years-old when he was placed into foster care. Now, he's living a rapper's paradise; unlimited women, unlimited drugs...
They say that being at the top is one of the loneliest places you can be; that no matter how many people you have surrounding you, it can feel like you're alone. Tyrique knows that feeling. Every night he goes to bed wondering why he's still here. Every day he wishes his life was someone else's, but why?
Maybe he has abandonment issues - at least that's what his therapist tells him. Shame he'll never listen.
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