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A lie repeated becomes the truth

Giacomo Costello

My little angel seems to have a vein ready to be corrupted and I'm a lucky bitch to be chosen to mold it, Giovanni's soldiers were all taken to headquarters, the youngest's body dumped in a vacant lot like fuck of the traitor he was considered.

The towers of the Don begin to fall, ...

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