White Room
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You wake up in a white room.
There is a phone, a basket-ball hoop with a basket ball, and a small group of people.
You shoot some B-ball, when this small group of people, up to no good, start making trouble. You, bruised and beaten, call your mother, who gets scared, and says that you will be moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-air.
Originally uploaded on /x/ on November 23, 2008
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