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Red RumWhen I was a kid my mother would beat me stiff. Bruises, black and blue, like painful polka dots ran along my body. I’m not sure why she was angry all the time. Maybe it was because my dad went away when he promised that he would stay. Maybe it was because we lived in the slums of Boston, and my mom could hardly pay the bills with her shitty cleaning job. Or maybe that the life she had envisioned, having 2 lovely kids and a respectable husband were crushed when “that lazy truck driving asshole” just didn’t come back one day.Red Rum
She was a Latin girl, dark hair and brown skin, and a tongue that co
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