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Friday, July 1, 2016

100wc My old Cell

My old Cell

After I, stole the jewels from london tower I was taken to Prison in the USA of the coast of San Francisco. I was suppose to go to a prison of the outskirts of scotland in scotland yard. But they flew me to America and took me to this island. My prison cell was in no good state, I wish I could just go and be free. So I had a plan, I’ll get on phone call to my crew that helped robbed the bank that escaped. They broke the ceiling, and the plan had worked they lowered the zip line and i got on and away, I went.

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