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Held hostage
The bastard is late. I’m sitting in the garage of this crazy university – or at least what was supposed to be the garage before they ran out of money and had to turn it into an office – waiting for the Turkish Prime Minister to arrive.
The PM is coming to Sarajevo for the grand opening of this University my friend Zoe works at, and because he is late, they have barricaded the d...
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anonymous
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brennan,,where the fuck are you,, come back to the US and give me a call.. you should be home for my wedding,,