I walk down the street, guards flanking my sides. God, were at the poorer side of town and it was horrid. As I glance to my side I see someone sprint pass us, what seemed like they had sticky buns in their hand? Was their head bleeding too? Someone yelled and ran after them, but it was no use. My guards glance to me, a silent question and I nod.
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27/05/2025
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27/05/2025
~Nøãh~
18/05/2025
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Alex the not great
19/04/2025
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20/04/2025
.🦔 Carl 🦔.
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