lt;pgt;American pros

In a community within the city of Marietta, located in the outer satellite city, Martin-Davis hobbled into the living room, his injured knee protesting with pain.,Elena stood tall, her bleached-blonde hoodie stretched to comical heights: "Good. Get a job. I don't want to feed you slackers another week. I have two little kids to raise, and can't afford to keep you.",In the yard next door, fenced in with broken wire, a boy was digging a hole. There was a piece of cardboard beside him.。