Hood Life
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A guy named jack always felt he was being stalked but until something major happens then he realized he should have said something before. But he figured even if was to file a complaint the police won't do nothing.
Would you help Jack if he didn't know who was stalking him but just went on instinct?
Read an find out more. Comment when finished.
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