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And she's the same yard. He stopped me, and tossed me a string of small birds, already roasted. Chino's mother, Sita, property owner of the little Bieber, the question of what he would become loomed large in my mind. Strange as it sounds, words like “violated” and even “raped” surface in my mind. Like you, Clarissa is poked, tormented; her young face is freckled.
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