Slave To The Rhythm
DANCE. Guns. MUSIC. Bullets. RHYTHM. Pain. Music in my head, dance in my body, the rhythm of my heart. How far can you fall in just one month? How quickly can the human spirit be broken? Where does evil hide …
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DANCE. Guns. MUSIC. Bullets. RHYTHM. Pain. Music in my head, dance in my body, the rhythm of my heart. How far can you fall in just one month? How quickly can the human spirit be broken? Where does evil hide in plain sight? Ash wants to dance. Needs it. To leave behind a life of expectation and duty, to set his soul free. But life is never that simple. Every step is a journey on a new road. For every action, there is a reaction. Every choice has a consequence. And when you meet the wrong person,
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"DANCE. Guns. MUSIC. Bullets. RHYTHM. Pain. Music in my head, dance in my body, the rhythm of my heart. How far can you fall in just one month? How quickly …"
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