Hollandus Landing Chapter 694: Dragoslava Stefanovic part IX

I remembered myself as a child living in Belgrade.

Before I was in America.

Before I was experimented on.

Before I was hunted down.

It was actually calmer being there despite living in a country that just recently broke off from a large empire.

There were some things that allowed me to forget that such as when I changed channels and saw muscular men in spandex doing pre-scripted fighting.

They looked like comic book heroes that came to life.


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