This is The Story of a Car

There was no way out of it. They had some jobs for you. You didn't understand why they couldn't jsut take the wheels off and give you your old ones back, but that costed extra, which is, naturally, money you don't have. You'll have no choice either way, and you might as well keep the rims. IT was time to go.

They instruct and direct you to a man named "Emanuel". HE lives in the most ghetto part of town in the most ghetto apartment in the most ghetto apartment complex, with the most ghetto windows, and the most ghetto walls, and the most ghetto ceiling and the most ghetto TV in the most ghetto closet. You could say that he was pretty ghetto.

He was in a slightly good mood when you got to his apartment and he tells you he'll front you the money as long as you take over his drug route in beteween 1st and 5th street districts. I guess thisis your last option. They have your car and now your dignity. They also didn't seem like very nice men.

You have 2 choices:

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