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Post by Edur on Jul 31, 2007 21:53:49 GMT -5
In the darkness they confide, burning with the fervent passion of the street life--a rumor, some say. Impossible, say others. And yet... all know the truth. Rascals to some, but family to each other, the Gang is no more myth than the sun, stealing from shadow to shadow, and more importantly--from unknowing city dwellers. Some think of them in hatred--the one thing wrong with a seemingly perfect community. Others, look longingly from afar, yearning to join their ranks.
But these are not children of good fortune or luck. No, these are ones with secrets buried so deeply within their spines nearly all walk with a posture marred in painful memories. Parentless and friendless they are found. But the Gang watches over each other, and no secrets ever slip. Respectively, those without parents find them in the friends they have learned to love.
And of course, in these familiar streets...
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