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  • Enforcing Justice
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    She opened up the trunk to the car, but stopped when she saw me. I was leaning against a brick wall in disappointment. How could she do this again and again. My gaze asked the question, "How could you do this?", but I already knew the answer. It's the only way. My mother was a drug dealer. ●▬▬▬● Judge struggles throug...