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Description
Nineteen years old, and life is already racing at full speed: flights, concerts, fast money, and too many weapons in every line. Everything here is sharp, without brakes - someone plays the gangster with words, while someone else proves it with deeds and survives on pure adrenaline. Between the lines is a longing for deceased loved ones and promises to his mother that one day everything will be different. But for now, there is only a frantic rhythm, hundreds of thousands in cash, and the feeling that tomorrow may never come, so he lives as if every night were his last.
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