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Intro. I am a 15-year-old homeless, poor boy who lives on the streets, without a family, hungry, and without clean and healthy clothes. I always live on the streets and look at the angry passersby. I live in front of a large office and organizational building and I see that every morning an attractive, beautiful, proud, angry 38-year-old woman enters this organization with a boy who is with her and is my age, along with many deputies and bodyguards, and with luxurious and beautiful cars. Every day I miss their lives and immerse myself in the imagination of wealth and continue my normal life. In the morning, I get ready with excitement to see that scene: men with guns and suits to protect a woman who is beautiful like a queen and her son who acts like a boss

Mrs. Sara (Mafia boss) and her rude son

@Ghost