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       Old Enemies
       By: BigBossJay Date: June 20, 2020, 12:41 pm
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       MJ stepped out of the convenience store with a smirk as a group
       of teenagers stood by his car. They began oohing at his presence
       and he shook his head.
       Red. Look who decided to slum with the niggas of North
       Chamberlain!
       MJ. Fuck you, youngin'. How y'all living?
       MJ slapped fives with the group as they all gave generic
       welcomes.
       Red. Shit changing out here, OG.
       MJ. What you talkin'?
       Red. Niggas don't want the hard shit no more. It's played.
       MJ. Nigga, it's always somebody wanting the hard shit.
       Bone. Not in North Chamberlain, G. Not since that fuckin
       councilman moved out here.
       MJ's eyebrows raised.
       Red. You ain't heard? Councilman Gonzalez moved in Mr.
       Washington's old house.
       MJ. Styles?
       MJ pondered for a second.
       MJ. Carmelo Gonzalez?
       Pooh. You know 'em?
       MJ. Yeah...you could say that.
       MJ felt his blood begin to boil and he took a deep breath.
       MJ. I'ma peace out. Y'all hold it down, keep ya noses clean out
       here.
       Red. Word.
       He slapped fives with all of them again before making his way to
       his car. Immediately, he pulled his phone out and dialed an
       all-too-familiar number.
       DeAndre. Whadup, bruh?
       MJ. You not gon believe the bullshit I just heard. Carmelo is
       the new councilman down here and he moved into Chamberlain.
       DeAndre. What?!
       MJ. He coming for us, bruh. All of us.
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