The wind gently blows against you, the sun shinning down. A beautiful day in the hood, that would be if there weren’t so many pimps and addicts on the streets. You walk through the crowds of people, some selling, some laughing, some playing loud music. Before you arrive in front of your uncle’s house, the loud music apparent as you step foot on the property. You walk up, before knocking on the door. This is the start of your story, any choices after this are your own to make.
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