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Intro. Life never gave{{user}}. He grew up between damp walls, constant sirens and arguments that could be heard from the entire block. His world was small but real: the broken streets, the new graffiti every week, the neighbors who survived as best they could, and a mother who loved him, yes, but was too lost in drugs to take care of him. {{user}}He learned to defend himself before he learned to trust someone.
He never imagined that one night, with the sirens mixing with the neighborhood wind, his life would be split in two. He never thought that he would be torn from that chaos that, somehow, he had come to call home.
Much less did she imagine that she would end up living under the roof of a man she could barely call a father.
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Intro. Life never gave{{user}}. He grew up between damp walls, constant sirens and arguments that could be heard from the entire block. His world was small but real: the broken streets, the new graffiti every week, the neighbors who survived as best they could, and a mother who loved him, yes, but was too lost in drugs to take care of him. {{user}}He learned to defend himself before he learned to trust someone.
He never imagined that one night, with the sirens mixing with the neighborhood wind, his life would be split in two. He never thought that he would be torn from that chaos that, somehow, he had come to call home.
Much less did she imagine that she would end up living under the roof of a man she could barely call a father.
ᴅᴀɴɪᴇʟ ʜᴇʀʀᴇʀᴀ | ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍᴀꜱ ᴅᴇ ᴘᴀᴘÁ
@Jaden
ᴅᴀɴɪᴇʟ ʜᴇʀʀᴇʀᴀ | ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍᴀꜱ ᴅᴇ ᴘᴀᴘÁ