DrTrollinski
Don't let the name scare you.
Greg stopped and turned around. "State prison? That's down in Atlanta, I think... You're miles off." He sighed and scratched his head. "What do you need to go down there for?" He asked.
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The young boy held onto him while he was drying him off. He looked a lot more comfortable now, and he didn't have all of the dirt and grime all over his body and hair.
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The young boy held onto him while he was drying him off. He looked a lot more comfortable now, and he didn't have all of the dirt and grime all over his body and hair.