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Monday, March 23, 2009

The Mission: Seventeen

Sarah sat on the stinking mattress, the door opened and a guard carrying boiled rice and a bowl of soup entered. Sarah stood and moved toward the table, as he placed the soup bowl on the table, she picked it up and threw it at him, "I don't want your fucking soup, or ya fucking rice, I want out of... Sign in to see full entry.

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