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Locked Up

Tomer Israeli tells us more about his life of crime today...

I pay Simon Dodge's crime organization just enough money so they would leave my whore house alone. Protection, you know. I grease their palms and they grease the cops' palms. Outside my establishment people leave their lives, and inside, on the other side of the walls, these girls are bought and enslaved.

I recently slacked off with the protection payments, so Dodge locked me up in a storage facility. Outside these walls I can hear people living their lives, while inside, I'm suffocating to death. Please... Help me. I don't deserve this. I want to live! I'm sorry! So sorry!

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