Imagine you are a highly corrupt

Gang in a pretty bad nation, yet quite untouchable and this little kid, scary but nice as long fed well and kept in distance, is source of millions of Dollars and Euros in art given to on second look obvious fakes and all goes easy until he builds 

This.

Dude, 4te Armee Totenköpfe, YungBlud is already redicilously stupid proclaiming to be made for loving, but who do you think can you have my blogg and loop music present, please!?'

They'll stone that Crew in Maddison Square Guarden with a huge bulk all around outside making sure you ain noone of you slepping away. 

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My Blogg. Your Credit due....