BuiltWithNOF
Absentee Slave Master

I AM THE MASTER, THE DON, GOD FATHER, MAFIA,
I MADE THE PLANS, LAY DOWN THE RULES.
YOU WANT TO WORK FOR ME? DO YOU HAVE WHAT IT
TAKES? OK YOU CAN START TOMORROW, HERE ARE
YOUR BOOTS, YOUR WHIP AND YOUR HORSE, MOUNT
ON IT, LET’S SEE HOW WELL YOU DO.
I HAVE ANOTHER JOB FOR YOU NEXT WEEK, THIS
SHOULD MAKE US RICH, IT IS CALLED THE FAST LANE,
I WILL START YOU OFF WITH A FEW DOLLARS, A NINE
MILLIMETER PISTOL, A M-16 RIFLE, AN AK-47 RIFLE,
AND ONE KILOGRAM OF COCAINE, YOU WILL HAVE TO
FORM A GANG, HIT THE STREETS, SELL TO WHOSOEVER
YOU CAN, KILL ANYONE THAT CROSSES YOU, THAT
INCLUDES FAMILY AND FRIENDS, THIS JOB IS NOT EASY,
THE MONEY THAT YOU MAKE COMES STRAIGHT TO ME,
THE PEOPLE THAT YOU KILL OR THOSE THAT GOT KILLED
AS A RESULT OF YOUR OPERATION, THERE BLOOD SHALL
BE UPON YOURS SHOULDERS, IT IS HEAVY, CAN YOU CARRY
IT? YOU SHALL HAVE SLEEPLESS NIGHTS, AS THOSE WHO
DIED WILL COME BACK TO HAUNT YOU, THE MOTHERLESS,
THE FATHERLESS, YOU SHALL SEE THEIR FACES WHEN YOU
CLOSE YOUR EYES, MOST OF THOSE THAT WORKED FOR ME
END UP BROKE, IN PRISONS AND DEAD.
CAN YOU HANDLE IT?
                                               Ras Negus Tafari
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