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"Home Sweet Home" Said Louis.

It feels good doesn't it, said his neighbor DeShawn. Right there and than Louis knew he was paving his road to better opportunities, but little did he know the hardships that lie ahead of him. See Louis had to struggle to be where he is now, the security he had to give himself by purchasing a run-down home was an accomplishment to him. Something positive that influenced him to do better and bigger things. Louis deeply exhaled and inhaled a combination of scorn and medicinal herb. He replied to his neighbor "Damn right it feels good".

The atmosphere of herb and smog made feel Louis heavy, it had taken him a few drinks of pisswasser to feel little obnoxious of his neighbor, that kept a watchful eye after he had moved in. It was a gang neighborhood MaraBunta Grande, a heavy gang that involves itself with drug trafficking. That didn't seem to bother Louis one bit, he actually welcomed MaraBunta Grande to fuck with him, only to realize he was just a solid soul with a lot of heart and pride.

"Hey homie what part of town you from?" Said the MaraBunta Grande Gangster.

Louis wanted to escape from the industrial work, A iron worker for 4 years now, he was brewing ideas. Tired from the herb smoke, he took a seat on his couch, slumped over he turned on the T.V, and the same old shit appeared. The fucked up news and reality shows that plauged San Andreas. Agitated, Louis decides to spark another spliff to make his thought process quieter. Two words splashed in his visuals "Sell Product" confused and dazed. He was fighting with his conscious now, between leaving bad behind and moving forward or cause minor turbulence to gain a better outcome.

Louis had gotten Gerald's number from a odd job, and known about Gerald's true occupation was. With some money he had stashed in his shoebox, he decided to pull out a couple rubber bands full of cash, and head towards Gerald's apartment. Louis copped some high-quality grade A yayo. Anxious to double up his cash, he cut the yayo and solidified the product with cut.


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