When I asked her to tell me about her fashion code, she didn't seem to understand what the problem was. She wasn't sorry. Now Im not sorry either.
The Fashion code of Harriet, my mother, was satisfied, and so am I.
I don't blame my foster mother for what I am, She taught me right. Taught me the code.
Noa was a super-model here in Miami, taught me how to think like one and hide from thge press - cover my tracks.
Im a coutoure monster.
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