Thursday, May 12, 2011. My damn house is gone if you want to call it a house. Who the hell is this waking me up this damn early in he morning its like 12 pm. A man in a black baseball cap stood in front of the door listening to the sounds with in the trailer tentatively. the baseball cap was low on his forehead shielding his eyes from the light and a clipboard rest on his right hip. I look around, side.

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Born October 2, 1962 to a single mother Mary Sams Wright. He currently contributes to the community by taking up space down underneath the city on the Red-line, frequenting it as his home. On other occasions, he has been known to reside in Apartment 5 of Watershed Heights. Monday, April 25, 2011. Chapter Five - Hot Soup. Saturday, April 23, 2011. Chapter Four - Strange Friends.

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