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A rich man i am, a decendent from a long line of theives. my father taught me well. so did my mother, an assassin she was. the kind who took years of fighting classes. i tell them im a simple man, who inharted millions from my grandma they dont know what i do. or who i am for that, simple secrets thats it. im a simple man who comes from a family of fighters, killers and theives. not much more to it then that.
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Sep 11, 2010
Sep 11, 2010 at 5:31 PM UTC
Sho-al-la-aka-de-moe-a look into his past.
A rich man i am, a decendent from a long line of theives. my father taught me well. so did my mother, an assassin she was. the kind who took years of fighting classes. i tell them im a simple man, who inharted millions from my grandma they dont know what i do. or who i am for that, simple secrets thats it. im a simple man who comes from a family of fighters, killers and theives. not much more to it then that.
Cohdee 2010
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Sep 11, 2010
Sep 11, 2010 at 5:31 PM UTC
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