Delinquents
Kids in the street
playing their games
Delinquents
Finghting with the teach
wanting to be in gangs
Delinquents
Just the sight of them
It's very troublesome
Delinquents
the rudeness
the troubles
Delinquents
the terror is unbelievable
the yelling of a friends who was just shot
stabbed
or wores
soon later everyone
Delinquents
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