Bully Part 1
Twenty-four hours ago, you was nothing but a kid licking the dirt off his feet.
You want to find yourself a mentor to teach you what you couldn't learn on Google.
All it takes is a quarter of a day to learn but bad luck strikes you yet again.
A thirty dollar fee has your head hanging down and now you look for help from the stars up
above.
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