Faten again... Or Firuce?

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I made a decision the moment I accepted that agreement. I signed an acquittal, of freedom. There is no other way to call it, I got my freedom the moment I signed that agreement to Mr. Freddy Nasser. He opened the doors for me, there is no other way to call it. My life was absolute s**t, until he found out that my plans were... What kind of superpowers does that guy have? The truth is that it does generate a broad curiosity in me... My parents have an ingrained belief in Sharia Law, and are practitioners of the same. Which turned my life into a nightmare, with no chance of anything... But I had gotten used to it. They provided me with what I needed to survive, food, water, drink... And although the monotony choked me, there was no other alternative. Until I convinced my parents to com

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