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At the edge

Saturday, December 26, 2015. I takes this candy bar ifn I likes. Gets out the way old man. Gots to take his stand. So after dat here I iz.just walkin. Down the middle of the street. When ups drives this cop likes. We supposed to meet. Soz I punches him in the head. And trys to take his gun. Whats wrongs with a Home boy. Tryin to have some fun. He gets out the car. I turn and bear down on him. Likes Im going to ruin his day. He sez stop I keeps comin. And then he shoots me. Like hey whuts up. Let us ga.

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Saturday, December 26, 2015. I takes this candy bar ifn I likes. Gets out the way old man. Gots to take his stand. So after dat here I iz.just walkin. Down the middle of the street. When ups drives this cop likes. We supposed to meet. Soz I punches him in the head. And trys to take his gun. Whats wrongs with a Home boy. Tryin to have some fun. He gets out the car. I turn and bear down on him. Likes Im going to ruin his day. He sez stop I keeps comin. And then he shoots me. Like hey whuts up. Let us ga.

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