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2024-10-29 19:42:56"What the fuck?" I yelled, grabbing my dad away from the prostitute, who was half naked and now on the floor, "you need to wake the fuck up, you just came out of the hospital, you bastard excuse of a father." I spat out at his angry face, I didn't care, I had reached the limit where I was immune to dad.
The living room's stench was unbearable and I had to get out of there before I lashed on dad again.
I pushed him as the stripper dressed up and ran away from the crazy household. He didn't say anything, he was too furious to so I left him.
I let go of that flashback about what happened before catching the man that had Evangeline and wanted to trade her for slavery. Mr. Yeman was a vile man of no morals, I knew him when I was a part of his gang, he disgustingly
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