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... slums at birth, left to die, until an old man, moved by pity, took me in.
My childhood was spent begging on the streets, running errands for the "big guns" of the slums, and fighting to survive.
Yet even in that harsh life, I dreamed of something simple, a life where I wouldn’t have to bow my head, a life where I could live as I pleased.
And for that dream to come true, I knew I had to become strong.
Stronger than anyone.
"Never let anyone decide what you ...
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