Sunday, July 27, 2008
T3W3
Dominic looks at his hands as he thought he saw stains of blood on his hands. Horrible memories gleaned in his mind. He had decided to leave his gang and abjure from committing crimes. However, he was deterred by the persistence of the gang quarrying him back. He shut his eyes forcing the images out of his mind, not wary of armed men loitering in the shadows.
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