Il Mio Mafioso
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MatureOngoing
Last published Tue, Mar 28, 2017
What happens after you die. Do you really die or does your life continue without you.
These were the thoughts that went through me here in the middle of this awful smelling room. Is that a chicken? Right smile...
"This beauty has been with us since she was six years old..." Boring seriously no one cares.
I mean they just want to use me to there benefit. So they need to now one thing. Not my entire life. Not that it was very interesting in the first place.
"Next up is..."
My cue to leave, great. Stupid lady behind the curtain manhandles us. Not nice lady.
THIS IS MY ORIGINAL STORY. I HAVE READ A LOT OF BOOKS OVER THE YEARS. MAYBE SOME ASPECTS ARE COMPARABLE.
READ WITH CATION.
NOT ADVISED TO CHILDREN.
CONTENT MAY BE HARMFUL.
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