-In which a paparazzi does something stupid The problem, Trent decided, was Jamie-T’s vicious little smile. He was no stranger to this sort of thing. He could’ve looked past all the blow, the shitty loud music. He could’ve even looked past the young girl’s crying. Of all the things he’d ever been called, a saint sure as fuck wasn’t one of them. But then this loser piece of trash kept… Fucking… Smiling. She kept crying,…
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