From ‘Mummy’s’ girl to ‘a Ghetto Cinderella’

Noticing a “bad boy” is as easy as chewing a banana. A person will identify him the second he enters the room. He has a rhythmic sway to his stride, walking as if the whole world’s a theme song, being played over and over just for him. He’s too confident, kind of aggressive, and really cool, at least in his own mind.
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Dean Karemera