100: I'M GOING TO TOLOMBIA

“Get out of my way!” Andrew was pushed by a homeless in Sterling Square. It was the memory that surfaced in his mind after he had finished eating his feast at his base of operations. The servants brought him cigars of different flavours so that he could try what caught his attention the most.

“You can bring a cigarette, I want to smoke a cigarette,” Andrew asked, and several packs were brought that he didn't even know which one to choose. He decided between the one that looked the most deadly and mind-boggling.

Andrew I took a drag on that cigarette and in his mind came memories of when he collected butts to start his day.

(Life is a seven-headed animal that decides things in the most unimaginable way possible. I never thought I could be in this position at this time of day, when I usually seek food without luck finding it. Now I own a city and have to decide the next operations)

Andrew continued to smoke and while he was doing so, he picked up the phone on the table again.

“So I have
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