The ballad of lost beings. Kara managed a service 4 the sleep deprived, mixed beats brutal at a pace that never apologized.she sold young pretty hides to old wall st. Guys; I surveyed cash . Kara had an expensive high. Early two thousand 5.she consulted with an evil pulpit .2 spoiled brats lived chauffered. I was blunt bliss emotion.the salon always stayed open.as time passed my resentments took me for bad . Kara needed a dad. I needed more spliffs to drag. Our experience was beyond serious. Her club hopping friends hated us. I tried to fade into my own back ground.it grew hot in the shade. Karas colorist moved in, lita was convinced of her influence. Adjusted to karas movement. I left for harlem. The ending is stupid. 2be continued. Excerpt from. The nerve of you.
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