74 LOBO

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LOBO NARRATING Man, I don't know how many years I've been away from my parents, you get me. The most I know is that my mom opens the sewing shop every day and has a shitload of clients. But I know this from the lookouts, personally, I've never been there. Some time ago, I used to go to the other side of the hill every day to see, but it's been a while since I last did that, you see. Every time I thought about going, something always stopped me, and it must be for this reason. Now knowing that my jerk dad owes this drug debt makes my mind race, man. My biggest fear is getting to the other side of the hill and seeing my mom beaten up, because if that happens, man, my mom might hate me forever, but I won't let the old bastard live. I know Barão said if needed, he'd do the job, and even For

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