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Rain pattered on the roof of the cheap hotel. Drake loved the sound; made him think of his childhood, back in the U.S. A lifetime ago. The sign outside flashed blue neon

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They always used to call her "Lizzie-Lard-Arse".

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Once upon a time, in a far far away land, lived a little boy and his sick grandmother. The boy was too young to work so he had no money to help his granny.

David stood there, sweaty and hot. The 90 degree day was not kind to him, seeing as he was wearing a suit and tie, standing on a street corner, his gaze affixed to his watch. Soon,

Growing up with stereotypical parents, all I wanted was to be different. To cause trouble.

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To outsiders, Johnny Manziel appears callow.

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