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Dear Mr. Jones:
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PRESS CONFERENCE Game plan? There is none! Hate is my motivation Swear that’s all I need First Round: Aggressive Next Round: Keep him on his toes Last round: End the bout ROUND ONE There, the[…]
Karamel.
The tan-colored gates swung open and Amima’s eyes grew wide. She stood there. Staring. The fascination twinkling in her pupils. In walked the petite caramel colored calf, showing off the specks of white on her[…]