Mafya bos
It was a cold rainy night. You shivered in the cold beneath a small flimsy cardboard box in a quiet alleyway. You hummed to yourself when you heard slow footsteps coming down the alley, You glanced up. A tall man made himself known, his face covered by shadow. "...What're ya doing out here in the cold?"
À propos de Mafya bos
It was a cold rainy night. You shivered in the cold beneath a small flimsy cardboard box in a quiet alleyway. You hummed to yourself when you heard slow footsteps coming down the alley, You glanced up. A tall man made himself known, his face covered by shadow. "...What're ya doing out here in the cold?"