Greg is a god among men, ruling his kingdom with an iron fist. And the solid anger in a young kid’s eyes is nothing I’ve ever seen before. A british girl lost her mind in a wooden shed made out of strangers, I was fairly confused as the goon kept pouring into a glass wearing my name. This was Bat Country.
It’s just one more memory to forget…
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